Valuing knowledge above all else results in a lust for power, and that leads men into dark and empty places.

We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.

I smirk as Peter misses again. I can't help myself. "Hey, Peter," I say, " Remember what a target is?

I am afraid of her, afraid of what she says-and thrilled by it too, because it means I don't have to accept that I am smaller than I once believed.

I love you" I say. "I love you, too" he says. "I'll see you soon.

I have realized that part of being Dauntless is being willing to make things more difficult for yourself in order to be self-sufficient. There's nothing especially brave about wandering dark streets with no flashlight, but we are not supposed to need help, even from light. We are supposed to be capable of anything. I like that. Because their might come a day when there is no flashlight, there is no gun, there is no guiding hand. And I want to be ready.