Leaving us with Eric is like hiring a babysitter who spends his time sharpening knives.

That execution will take place here." She runs her fingertips over the table beneath her. "On this table. I thought it would be interesting to show you." "I knew what would happen when I came here," I say. "It's just a table. And I'd like to go back to my room now.

That is how it feels. Like everything between us is twisted together, friendship and love and family, so I cant tell the difference between any of them.

Arrogance is one of the flaws in the Erudite heart -- I know. It is often in mine.

There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.

My Tris should look pale and small--she is pale and small, after all--but instead the room is full of her.

How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage another.