Sorry, am I being rude?" she asks. "I'm used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging

He pus his lips next to my ear and says, “You look good, Tris.

I would be shocked by the lack of security if we were not at Amity headquarters. They often straddle the line between trust and stupidity.

No need to continually insist upon your unshakable masculinity.

I get up, because I’m supposed to, but if it were up to me, I’d stay in my seat for the rest of time.

He pulls me over the railing and against his chest, gathering me into his arms, easing an arm under my knees. I press my face into his shoulder, and there is a sudden, hollow silence.

I am proud. It will get me into trouble someday, but today it makes me brave