Candor does not provide us with protection, sustenance, or technological innovation. Therefore you are expendable to us.

Learning how to think in the midst of fear is a lesson that everyone needs to learn.

He leans his face close to mine and wraps his fingers around my chin. His hand smells like metal. When was the last time he held a gun, or a knife?

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.

Being selfless is not that different from being brave. It is when you are selfless that you are the bravest.

Do I look like I’ve been crying?’ I say. ‘Hmm.’ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like he’s inspecting my face. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. Even closer, so we would be breathng the same air- if I could remember to breathe. ‘No, Tris,’ he says. A more serious look replaces his smile as he adds, ‘You look tough as nails.

My skepticism is strong, but my curiosity is stronger.