I can't imagine it's easy to like someone, hate them, and then lose them before any of those feelings are resolved.

She's a sailboat and I'm an anchor, pulling us both down.

But you should know that about Dauntless- girl, guy, whatever, it doesn't matter here. What matters is what you've got in your gut.

The knife will only hurt for a moment. Then your choice will be made, and it will all be over.

She really just thought people were better off staying away from her.

She has been to the compound before. She remembered this hallway. She knows about the initiation process. My mother was Dauntless.

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

You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.

If they told us what to believe, and we didn't come to it on our own, is it still true?