...there is power in self-sacrifice.

But now I’m wondering if I need it anymore, if we ever really need these words, “Dauntless,” “Erudite,” “Divergent,” “Allegiant,” or if we can just be friends or lovers or siblings, defined instead by the choices we make and the love and loyalty that binds us.

What thought or message would you put in a fortune cookie? "Stop reading this. Eat the cookie and live your life.

You look older.” “Yes, well. The passage of time tends to do that to a person.

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.

It doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.

Half of bravery is perspective.