Maybe it's a little depressing to think that my vision of a perfect world is actually so messed up, but I think it means that I don't really understand what 'perfect' is.

Life's something we already understand. Death is a mystery.

I ignore my fear. When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn't exist.

Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine.

I feel acutely aware of how young I am. In a way that is good. It's productive. It makes me realise that I should be growing as a writer and a person.

How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage another.

Fine," he says. "Then I love you.