That our world is so massive that it is completely out of our control, that we cannot possibly be as large as we feel.

She smiles.Her teeth are crooked. If I knocked them out,I might be doing her a favor.

And I'm the kind of person who does not let inconsequential things like boys and near death experiences stop her.

I did not know that my entire personality, my entire being, could be discarded as the byproduct of my anatomy. What if I really am just someone with a large prefrontal cortex...and nothing more?

Four: Be brave Tris. The first time is always the hardest.

Looking at her is like waking up.

And now that you are out? How does the world seem to you?" he says. "Mostly the same," I say. "People are just divided by different things, fighting different wars.