The official strategy is defensive pessimism, always.
Little girl, he called me. A little girl who is stressed out to the point of paranoia. That is not me, but now, it's who the Candor think I am.
Let the guilt teach you how to behave next time.
You know, most boys would enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl." I roll my eyes. "Not claustrophobic people, Tris.
Someone shouts, "Enough!" and I think too much and nothing at all.
Everyone has to blame something for the way the world is.