Blood is a strange color. It's darker than you expect it to be.

That's what love does. When it's right, it makes you more than you were, more than you thought you could be.

To find that place between what I want and what I think is wise.

I decide to do what I always do when I'm not sure what's going on: I act like everyone else.

She believes that Tobias belongs to her now. She doesn't know the truth, that he belongs to himself.

I feel myself acting like a lunatic, but I can't stop. It would be like refusing to breathe.

Yeah, well," I say, "I left Abnegation because I wasn't selfless enough, no matter how hard I tried to be." "That's not entirely true." He smiles at me. "That girl who let someone throw knives at her to spare a friend, who hit my dad with a belt to protect me-that selfless girl, that's not you?"... "You've been paying close attention, haven't you?" "I like to observe people/" "Maybe you were cut out for Candor, Four, because you're a terrible liar.