Looks like someone had a mood swing.” She rolls her eyes. “Like you don’t want to know what his fears are. He acts so tough that he’s probably afraid of marshmallows and really bright sunrises or something.

I'm going to stop a revolution,'' I say. I turn right, and Peter follows me.

Independent and uninvolved. Must be nice. -Tris

There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.

But when you kill someone you love, the hard part is never over. It just gets easier to distract yourself from what you've done.

No factions? A world in which no one knows who they are or where they fit? I can't even fathom it. I imagine only chaos and isolation.

Candor does not provide us with protection, sustenance, or technological innovation. Therefore you are expendable to us.