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Tricking someone into grief is one of the cruelest tricks a person can play, and its been played on me twice.
We believe that preparation eradicates cowardice, which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear.
I like to think I'm helping them by hating them. I'm reminding them that they aren't God's gift to humankind.
Sometimes I see him as just another person, and sometimes I feel the sight of him in my gut, like a deep ache.
I'll have to keep looking for more of them, more brief moments of freedom in a world that refuses to allow it.
All that land is filled with people, every one of them different, and the things they do to each other matter.
Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.
I think about pressing myself against him, but I can't, because all our secrets would keep a space between us.
Sometimes,” he says, sliding his arm across my shoulders, “people just want to be happy, even if it’s not real.
Sometimes all I want is to be a few inches taller so the world does not look like a dense collection of torsos.
Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.' 'Well,' he says, 'I would only go if there was cake.
Sometimes I feel like there is so much to be afraid of, and sometimes I feel like there is nothing left to fear.
A Dauntless Ferris wheel wouldn’t have cars. You would just hang on tight with your hands, and good luck to you.
And I'm the kind of person who does not let inconsequential things like boys and near death experiences stop her.
What thought or message would you put in a fortune cookie? "Stop reading this. Eat the cookie and live your life.
No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens.
Sleep,” he says. “I'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you.” “With what?” “My bare hands, obviously.
I should wonder what courage—which is the virtue they most value—has to do with a metal ring through your nostril.
It's strange to see people you don't know well in the morning, with sleepy eyes and pillow creases in their cheeks
I didn't realize until that moment that Dauntless initiation had taught me an important lesson: how to keep going.
I think it's a human tendency that's been around for a while to try to be as good as possible to prove your worth.
How have I never realized before that for all the strong, kind parts of him, there are also hurting, broken parts?
But now I know how large the world is... Well. I suppose I have grown to large out of my faction. As a consequence.
I love the Wikipedia link chain because it has led me into some strange articles. Wikipedia is one of my favorites.
So small as to be negligible. It's strange, but there's something in that thought that makes me feel almost...free.
Living without virtues is to live divorced from society, seperated from the most important thing in life, community.
"Welcome to the Amity compound," Johanna's eyes fix on my face, and she smiles crookedly. "Let us take care of you."
Being honest doesn't mean you say whatever you want, wherever you want. It means that what you choose to say is true.
What did you do, memorize a map of the city for fun?” says Christina. “Yes,” says Will, looking puzzled. “Didn’t you?
That our world is so massive that it is completely out of our control, that we cannot possibly be as large as we feel.
Knowledge is power. Power to do evil...or power to do good. Power itself is not evil. So knowledge itself is not evil.
I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am.
Not like Tobias, who is almost shy when he smiles, like he is surprised you bothered to look at him in the first place.
Candor does not provide us with protection, sustenance, or technological innovation. Therefore you are expendable to us.
The Dauthless have the wierdest slang. Pansycake, Nose...is there a term for The Candor?" "Of course."Uriah grins."Jerks
It's not that I ever sat down and outlined a trilogy, but I always have a sense of what size an idea is when I start it.
Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.
Since he saved me from the attack, I have associated his smell with safety, so as long as I focus on it, I feel safe now.
It doesn't take skill to stand in a place were no bullets find you, or to fire into the dark and hit a man you didn't see.
Not writing is as important as writing - go out into the world and remember how interesting it, and the people in it, are.
The battle we are fighting is not against a particular group. It is against human nature - or at least what it has become.
She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love, not misplace disgust for another person's genetics.
So how can I hold Tobias’s desperation against him, like I’m better than him, like I’ve never let my own brokenness blind me?
You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.
Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.
I point at a window to my left, and it explodes. Particles of glass rain over us. ‘You’ll have to do better than that,' I say.
You know, most boys would enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl." I roll my eyes. "Not claustrophobic people, Tris.
Or maybe we'll make a home somewhere inside ourselves, to carry with us wherever we go- which is the way I carry my mother now.
Suicide to them is an act of selfishness. Someone who is truly selfless does not think of himself often enough to desire death.
What?" I ask. "I'm developing a theory." "And it is?" She picks up her hamburger, grins, and says, "That you have a death wish.