There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.

You promised you wouldn't tell her," she says, pointing at me. "What happened to protecting her?" "I changed my mind," I say. Tris laughs, harshly,"That's what you told him, that he would be protecting me? That's a pretty skillful manipulation. Well done.

It doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.

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

The first step to loving someone else is to recognize the evil in ourselves, so we can forgive them.

I am collecting the lessons each faction has to teach me, and storing them in my mind like a guidebook for moving through the world. There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand

I have done bad things. I can't take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am.