I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.

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?

Stop Sympathising. Start Visualising.

I look back, it taught me something - it taught me how to live, how to be a better guy, not let defeat be the end of my life.

So many of my staff is young enough that they're going to do amazing things. And I'm going to be helping them try to do them.

I love kids and I maintain that they are our future, that we adults owe them the ability to achieve their potential and that we don't own this planet. We hold it in trust for them.

Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.

There's different levels of where we do well throughout Europe. Fortunately, for us, it's pretty great all throughout it.

Cruelty will continue existing on the face of the Earth as long as we have not learned to put ourselves in the place of others.

Just because you're down to your last strike, you're not out yet. You can always do more. You'll always have more at-bats to take. That's true in baseball, in rescuing animals, and in life generally.

The word is the Verb, and the Verb is God.

Misses! the tale that I relate This lesson seems to carry-- Choose not alone a proper mate, But proper time to marry.