It must be because you're so approachable", I say flatly. "You know, like a bed of nails." He stares at me, and I don't look away. He isn't a dog but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It's my choice. Heat rushes into my cheeks. What will happen when this tension breaks? But he just says, "Careful, Tris.

It isn't the height that scares me - the height makes me feel alive with energy, every organ and vessel and muscle in my body singing at the same pitch. Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.

I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.

Looking away is submissive. Looking [..] in the eye is a challenge.

The person you became with her is worth being.

I don't want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.

There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand