In order to have peace, we must first have trust.

I didn't realize until that moment that Dauntless initiation had taught me an important lesson: how to keep going.

If the Dauntless knew about this, everyone would be getting in line to learn how to drive it,” he says. “Including me.” “No, they would be strapping themselves to the wings.” Christina pokes his arm. “Don’t you know your own faction?

So, the thing we’re all not talking about,” he says. He gestures to me. “You almost died, a sadistic pansycake saved you, and now we’re all waging some serious war with the factionless as allies.” “Pansycake?” says Christina. “Dauntless slang.” Lynn smirks. “Supposed to be a huge insult, only no one uses it anymore.” “Because it’s so offensive,” says Uriah, nodding. “No. Because it’s so stupid no Dauntless with any sense would speak it, let alone think it. Pansycake. What are you, twelve?” “And a half,” he says.

Those who seek peace above all else, they say, will always deceive to keep the water calm.

The reason the factions were evil is because there was no way out of them. They gave us the illusion of choice without actually giving us a choice.

You're not a coward just because you don't want to hurt people.