Are you asking me to undress, Tris?' A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. 'Only ... partially

Can I ask why you’re throwing knives at cheese?’ ‘Caleb came by to discuss something,’ Tobias says, leaning his head against the wall as he looks at me. ‘And knife-throwing just came up somehow.’ ‘As it so often does,’ I say, a small smile inching across my face.

It reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.

Trust me when I tell you, Eaton boy, that resisting is worth doing.

In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay.

Awkwardness aside, it's nice to be liked.

We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.