‘Okay. Then… I can talk. Ask me something.’ ‘Okay.’ He laughs shakily in my ear. ‘Why is your heart racing Tris?’ I cringe and say, ‘Well, I… I barely know you. I barely know you...

Me enamoré de él. Pero no solamente estoy con él por defecto, como si no hubiera nadie más disponible para mí. Estoy con él porque lo elijo, cada día que me despierto, cada día que...

‘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...

She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love… That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who...

I regret…” Tobias tilts his head, and sighs. “I regret my choice.””What Choice?””Dauntless,” he says. “I was born Abnegation. I was planning on leaving Dauntless, and becoming factionless. But I met her, and… I felt...

What is wrong with you?’ I shake my head. ‘Pull it together.’ And that’s what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace. I feel suffocated, but at...

I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions.

But then he stops at the door frame and says, It’s 9:24. Telling me the time is a small act of betrayal-and therefore an ordinary act of bravery. It is maybe the first time I’ve...

Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn’t have this guilt – the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it.

It doesn’t prove anything except that you’re bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.

Who cares about everyone? What about me?

How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage another.

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 feel something hot and violent writhing in my stomach. I want to hurt them. I stare at my eyes in the mirror. I want so, so I will.

Yes, I say. Three of these flying birds. I touch my collarbone, marking the path of their flight-toward my heart. One for each member of the family I left behind.

And what this is, I realize, is life. I don’t want it. I want my parents and I have for weeks. I’ve been trying to claw my way back to them, and now I am...

Intentions are the only thing they care about. They try to make you think they care about what you do, but they don’t. They don’t want you to act a certain way, they want you...

Dead people can be our heroes because they cant disappoint us later; they only improve over time, as we forget more and more about them.

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...

Some of my anger has faded, but it isn’t hard to call back. All I have to do is think about how cold the air was and how loud the laughter was. Look at her....