Tris: Wait. So you have no idea what my aptitude is? Tori: Yes and No. My conclusion is that you display equal aptitude for Abnegation, Dauntless and Erudite. People who get this kind of result are..are called...Divergent.

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.

He should be the one to die, part of me thinks. I don't want to lose him, another part argues. I don't know which part to believe.

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.

Four: Be brave Tris. The first time is always the hardest.

Leave her out of this" "Why? Because you're doing her? Oh wait, I forgot. Stiffs don't do that sort of thing

Those who seek peace above all else, they say, will always deceive to keep the water calm.