All I want to say is that when you stop being delusional and start feeling desperate because you're too inept to figure this out on your own, you know who to come to.

Instead I just let the silence stretch out between us. It's the only adequate response to what he just told me, the only that does the tragedy any justice instead of patching it hastily and moving on.

Few people who are born into Abnegation choose to leave it. When they do, we remember.

I'm not Dauntless - I'm Divergent. I am whatever I choose to be.

I wonder how I seem to them. They must see someone I don't see. Someone capable and strong. Someone I can't be; someone I can be.

It's not cruelty, maybe, but a desire to understand that motivates them.

A lot can happen to a person's appearance in three months.