I'll have to keep looking for more of them, more brief moments of freedom in a world that refuses to allow it.

I think that you are the liar!" I say, my voice quaking. "You tell me you love me, you trust me, you think I'm more perceptive than the average person. And the first second that belief in my perceptiveness, that trust, that love is put to the test, it falls apart." I am crying now, but I am not ashamed of the tears shining on my cheeks or the thickness of my voice. "So you must have lied when you told me all those things... you must have, because I can't believe your love is really that feeble.

That execution will take place here." She runs her fingertips over the table beneath her. "On this table. I thought it would be interesting to show you." "I knew what would happen when I came here," I say. "It's just a table. And I'd like to go back to my room now.

Tris," said tobias. "I love you

People are supossed to aspire to become their fathers, not shudder at the thought.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

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