If someone offer you an opportunity to get closer to your enemy, you always take it.

You're not a coward just because you don't want to hurt people.

I'm sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what's wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.

I close my eyes. I don't expect Four to reassure me, and he makes no effort to, but I feel better standing here than I did out there among the people who are my friends, my faction.

I need the protection of seeming weak.

You know what mom told me once? She said that everyone has some evil inside them, and the first step to loving anyone is to recognize the same evil in ourselves, so we're able to forgive them.

Shh,” I say. “Arms around me.” Obediently, he slips both arms around my waist. I smile at the wall. I am not enjoying this. I am not, not even a little bit, no.