You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You're a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.

Every day you say something or do something that challenges me, changes me.

You were the one who changed us when you left me in the tree house; and you keep thinking that if you push hard enough, you can make everything go back to before that moment. It doesn't work that way. Give me a chance to choose you.

No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.

Castes never meant that much to me.

I remembered suddenly that Aspen had always been this way. He sacrificed sleep for me, he risked getting caught out after curfew for me, he scrounged together pennies for me. Aspen's generosity was harder to see because it wasn't as grand as Maxon's, but the heart behind what he gave was so much bigger.

I let myself be sad. I let myself think of him.

He wasn’t allowed to come with me there—my own rule for thislittle adventure.No more.Good-bye, Aspen.

That's why you can't give up. Heroes don't give up.