Did you just make a joke, Tris? We should have you on painkillers more often if your going to start cracking jokes.

The night air slips into my lungs, and I feel like it is one of my first breaths.

Stiff. That’s why you’re strong, get it? - Tobias Eaton

I don't want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.

You were afraid of shooting people?""No," I say. "I was afraid of my considerable capacity to kill."How many young men fear that there is a monster inside of them?

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.

I do like to hit people-I like the explosion of power and energy, and the feeling that I am untouchable because I can hurt people. But I hate that part of myself, because it is the part of me that is the most broken

I am afraid of her, afraid of what she says-and thrilled by it too, because it means I don't have to accept that I am smaller than I once believed.

All I want is to become someone new. In this case, Tobias Johnson, son of Evelyn Johnson. Tobias Johnson may have lived a dull and empty life, but he is at least a whole person, not this fragment of a person that I am, too damaged by pain to become anything useful.