Who cares about pretty? I'm going for noticeable.

We don't know what's happened out there since they put us in here, or how many generations have lived and died since they did.We could be the last people left.

I kiss him as the train slides into unlit, uncertain land. I kiss him for as long as I want, for longer than I should, given that my brother sits three feet away from me.

I stare at him. I feel my heartbeat everywhere, even in my toes. I feel like doing something bold, but I could just as easily walk away. I am not sure which option is smarter, or better. I am not sure that I care.

The person you became with her is worth being.

And he’s right to say that every faction loses something when it gains a virtue: the Dauntless, brave but cruel; the Erudite, intelligent but vain; the Amity, peaceful but passive; the Candor, honest but inconsiderate; the Abnegation, selfless but stifling.

She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love, not misplace disgust for another person's genetics.