My mother wasn’t a fool,” I say. “She just understood something you didn’t. That it’s not sacrifice if it’s someone else’s life you’re giving away, it’s just evil.”I back up another step and say, “She...

It’s not cruelty, maybe, but a desire to understand that motivates them.

Esa es mi chica, dura cómo una bola de algodón

I suppose that now would be the time to ask for forgiveness for all the things I’ve done, but I’m sure my list would never be complete. I also don’t believe that whatever comes after...

I don’t know how long i tis before we get cold again, and huddle under the blanket together.-It’s getting more difficult to be wise. – He says,laughing into my ear.I smile at him. – I...

Moths,” repeats Will. “You’re afraid of moths?” “Not just a cloud of moths,” she says, “like…a swarm of them. Everywhere. All those wings and legs and…” She shudders and shakes her head.”Terrifying,” Will says with...

Psyche you out?” I repeat. “I’m your FRIEND. I wouldn’t do that.” He doesn’t say anything. I can tell he doesn’t believe me-not quite.

Who cares about everyone? What about me?

We believe in bravery. We believe in taking action. We believe in freedom from fear and in acquiring the skills to force the bad out of our world so that the good can prosper and...

I have been able to be kind and pleasant to him because every time I think of what happened in Erudite headquarters, I immediately push the thought aside. But that can’t be forgiveness – if...

It is impossible to erase my choices.

I don’t know why, but his reaction disappoints me.

They think that because I’m small, or a girl, or a stiff, I can’t possibly be cruel. But they’re wrong.

The ability to think isn’t exclusive to erudite

Yeah ’cause throwing knives at a girk is totally Going to get her to like you. #Tobiaslogic

The person you became with her is worth being.

maybe here, in dauntless, bravery is the highest form of wisdom. the acknowledgement that life can and should be lived without fear

I confessed to Tobias, soon after that, that I had lost my entire family.And he assured me that he was my family now. -Tris Prior

Caleb,’ I say. ‘I love you.

I laugh, and it’s laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I’ve ever known is coming apart.

It’s about everyone watching! Everyone who now seeshurling themselves into the chasm as a viable option. I mean, why not do it if everyonecalls you a hero afterward? Why not do it if everyone will...

We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.

I’m not abnegation, I’m not dauntless, I am Divergent

Wait a second,” Four says. I turn toward him, wondering which version of Four I’ll see now-the one who scolds me, or the one who climbs Ferris wheels with me. He smiles a little, but...

I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don’t even know of what, because I have lost everything already.

I prefer to look at it another way-which is that if they are persistent enough, even tiny drops of water, over time, can change the rock forever. And it will never change back.

Is it selfish for me to crave victory or is it brave?

I might be in love with you.” He smiles a little. “I’m waiting until I’m sure to tell you, though.

Thank you for your honesty,” Niles says. The Candor repeat the phrase under their breath. All around me are the words “Thank you for your honesty” at different volumes and pitches, and my anger begins...

I think that’s how it’ssupposed to be.

I tell myself, as sternly as possible, that is how things work here. We do dangerous things and people die. People die, and we move on to the next dangerous thing. The sooner that lesson...

I guess we know who got the good genes.”I laugh at the expression on Caleb’s face, his mouth drawn into a slight pucker and his eyes wide.

‘Can you be a girl for a few seconds?’ ‘I’m always a girl’ I frown. ‘You know what I mean. Like a silly, annoying girl’ I twirl my hair around my finger. ‘Kay.’

A son says to his Mother: “Mother, today I fought with my friend.”His Mother says: “Why did you fight with your friend?””Because he demanded something of me, and I would not give it to him.””Why...

You don’t have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can’t you see how stupid that is?

I just wanted to thank you’ he says, his voice low.’A group of scientists told you that my genes were damaged, that there was something wrong with me – they showed you the test results...

Sorry, am I being rude?” she asks.”I’m used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging

It’s not often you encounter the real person behind a good-natured mask, the darkest parts of someone. It’s not comfortable when you do.

How many young men fear that there is a monster inside them? People are supposed to fear others, not themselves. People are supposed to aspire to become their fathers, not shudder at the thought.

The division is based on knowledge, based on qualifications – but as I learned from the factionless, a system that relies on a group of uneducated people to do its dirty work without giving them...

Most of my life has been spent keeping information close, turning it over and over in my mind. The impulse to share anything is a new one, the impulse to hide as natural as breathing.

I have something I need to tell you,” he says. I run my fingers along the tendons in his hands and look back at him. “I might be in love with you.” He smiles a...

Yeah, sometimes life really sucks,” she says. “But you know what I’m holding on for?”I raise my eyebrows.She raises hers, too, mimicking me.”The moments that don’t suck,” she says. “The trick is to notice them...

I wonder if that fear still creeps up on her now though she worked so hard to face it—I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

But there’s so much that was a lie, it’s hard to figure out what was true, what was real, what matters.

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.

I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws...

I am proud. It will get me into trouble someday, but today it makes me brave

You think my first instinct is to protect you. Because you’re small, or a girl, or a Stiff. But you’re wrong.”He leans his face close to mine and wraps his fingers around my chin. His...

I realize that the decision might be simple. It will require a great act of selflessness to choose Abnegation, or a great act of courage to choose Dauntless, and maybe just choosing one over the...