I'm not Dauntless - I'm Divergent. I am whatever I choose to be.
This is what I wanted most to avoid: for my rises and falls to become Tobias's rises and falls. That's why I can't let him step in to defend me now.
Guilt [is] a tool, rather than a weapon against the self.
It's time to be with my brother now
I get up, because Iโm supposed to, but if it were up to me, Iโd stay in my seat for the rest of time.
By the time we leave, I have red lips and curled eyelashes, and Iโm wearing a bright red dress. And thereโs a knife strapped to the inside of my knee. This all makes perfect sense.