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.

The truth is... you are hurting me. Not on purpose, I know that. But I love you and every second that you don´t love me back...it hurts.

Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.

Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.

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.

Change, like healing, takes time.

I'm not Dauntless - I'm Divergent. I am whatever I choose to be.

Are you asking me to undress, Tris?' A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. 'Only ... partially

I'm Divergent. And I can't be controlled.

I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together in my mind. "THAT'S why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.

Why is your heart racing Tris?

Break my heart and you will find yourself inside.

As you help people become successful eventually you will realice that the person you are helping the most is you

Action isn’t my forte. I’m an expert on contemplation and mild regret.

Happiness has little to do with what is going on around you, and a lot to do with what is going on inside you.

Love is the image of ourself until ourself destroys us.

Without a dream you'll not get anywhere.

There's a lot of things I want to do. I want to learn Italian. I want to learn to play tennis better. I want to motivate the world, basically.

It amazes me how people are often more willing to act based on little or no data than to use data that is a challenge to assemble.

I try to use my voice. I know that celebrity is valuable, and people do listen.

It's so tedious that everyone must be defined.