Be careful, though.Aren't I always?No, I think the word for how you usually are is 'reckless.
I think romance is friendship and attraction sort of meeting together and that does influence what I'm writing a lot. I try to establish the attraction, obviously, but I also think it's important to s...
You look older.Yes, well. The passage of time tends to do that to a person.
You know, most boys would enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl. I roll my eyes.Not claustrophobic people, Tris! He sounds desperate now.Okay, okay. I set my hand on top of his and guide i...
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 thrive. If you also b...
To me, when someone wrongs you, you both share the burden of that wrongdoing - the pain of it weighs on both of you. Forgiveness, then, means choosing to bear the full weight all by yourself. Caleb's...
Those who blamed aggression formed Amity.’…‘Those who blamed ignorance became the Erudite.’…‘Those who blamed duplicity created Candor.’…‘Those who blamed selfishness made Abnegation.’…‘And those who...
Scrubbing the floor when no one else wanted to was something that my mother would have done. If I can't be with her, the least I can do is act like her sometimes.
Pride is what killed Al, and it is the flaw in every Dauntless heart. It is in mine.
Part of me wonders if this is a suicide mission disguised as a game.
It reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.
I want some kind of reminder that while wounds heal, they don't disappear forever- I carry them everywhere, always, and that is the way of things, the way of scars.
I laugh, mirthless, a mad laugh. I savor the scowl on her face, the hate in her eyes. She was like a machine; she was cold and emotionless, bound by logic alone. And I broke her.
I feel his heartbeat against my cheek,as fast as my own.Are you afraid of me, too, Tobias?Terrified, he replies with a smile.
I don't belong to Abnegation, or Dauntless, or even the Divergent. I don't belong to the Bureau or the experiment or the fringe. I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me-they, and the love...
I decide to keep the shirt to remind me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.
I am no longer Tris, the selfless, or Tris, the brave.I suppose that now, I must become more than either.
He gives me a conflicted look and touches his lips to my forehead, right between my eyebrows. I close my eyes. I don't understand this, whatever it is. But I don't want to ruin it, so I say nothing. H...
Four flips the gun in this hand, presses the barrel to Peter's forehead, and clicks a bullet into place. Peter freezes with his lips parted, the yawn dead in his mouth. Wake. Up, Four snaps. You are h...
Eric walks toward me, and I back away by instinct. I try not to be afraid of him, but I know how smart he is and that if I’m not careful he’ll notice that I keep staring at her, and that will be my un...