If you are really one of us, it won't matter to you that you might fail. And if it does, you are a coward.

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?

In no other type of warfare does the advantage lie so heavily with the aggressor.

The best way to protect evil, to deny it existence.

Why is it that so many people start to value money so much that they trade in most of the hours and years of their life in order to get it?

There is no private domain of a person's life that is not political, and there is no political issue that is not ultimately personal.

When things are going well, be mindful of adversityWhen prosperous, be mindful of povertyWhen loved, be mindful of thoughtfulnessWhen respected, be mindful of humility

I never really drove a cab, but I do have a hack license in case of emergencies - like no money.

Hollywood is a place of great irony at all times.

Why do we love certain homes, and why do they seem to love us? It is the warmth of our individual hearts reflected in our surroundings.

Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close to your ear/ I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

What soilders whey-face? The English for so please you. Take thy face hence.