I should probably be afraid. But instead a hysterical laugh bubbles inside me, because I just remembered something: Maybe I can’t hold a gun. But I have a knife in my back pocket.

It is more important for you to be safe than right, for the time being. Understand? (...) But please, when you see an opportunity...ruin them

I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.

I think I speak for everyone," he says, "when I say you have earned the title of Dauntless".

You promised you wouldn't tell her," she says, pointing at me. "What happened to protecting her?" "I changed my mind," I say. Tris laughs, harshly,"That's what you told him, that he would be protecting me? That's a pretty skillful manipulation. Well done.

I’m not anyone,” he says. “I’m nobody. That’s what being factionless is.

"I'll be your family now," he says.