Nothing else is all right.” His whisper tickles my cheek. “But we are.

It's not cruelty, maybe, but a desire to understand that motivates them.

Part of me wonders if this is a suicide mission disguised as a game.

You chose us. Now we have to choose you.

Human beings as a whole cannot be good for long before the bad creeps back in and poisons us again.

Let me get this straight. So you left the Dauntless compound to get ready for war... and took your makeup bag with you?" "Yep. Figured it would be harder for anyone to shoot me if they saw how devastatingly attractive I was.

It isn't the height that scares me - the height makes me feel alive with energy, every organ and vessel and muscle in my body singing at the same pitch. Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.