The first step to loving someone else is to recognize the evil in ourselves, so we can forgive them.

Those who blamed aggression formed Amity.’… ‘Those who blamed ignorance became the Erudite.’… ‘Those who blamed duplicity created Candor.’… ‘Those who blamed selfishness made Abnegation.’… ‘And those who blamed cowardice were the Dauntless.

But there's so much that was a lie, it's hard to figure out what was true, what was real, what matters.

What's worse: to be idle while someone dies, or to be exiled and empty-handed?

In some parts of the ancient world, the hawk symbolized the sun. Back when I got this, I figured if I always had the sun on me, I wouldn't be afraid of the dark

Are you asking me to undress, Tris?' A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. 'Only ... partially

Don't pretend", I say Breathily. "You know I'm not. I'm not ugly, but I am certainly not pretty." "Fine. You're not pretty. So?" He kisses my cheek. "I like how you look. You're deadly smart. You're brave.