I can’t leave now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.

I never thought I would need bravery in the small moments of my life. I do.

His hand touches my waist, steadies me. The touch sends a shock through my body, and all my insides burn like his fingers ignited them. I pull close to him, pressing my body against his, and lift my head to kiss him.

You're the one who has to live with your choice, everyone else will get over it, move on, no matter what you decide. But you never will

I'm not Dauntless - I'm Divergent. I am whatever I choose to be.

There's really no way to be perfect. Perfectionism is a silly trait to have, so in a lot of ways that inspired the world of 'Divergent,' in which everyone is striving toward that ideal and falling short of it.

I'm surprised you know that," I say quietly, " since you left halfway through my one and only fight." "It wasn't something I wanted to watch." he says. What's that supposed to mean?