People talk about the pain of grief, but I don't know what they mean. To me, grief is a devastating numbness, every sensation dulled.

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?

As for thy thirst after books, away with it with all speed.

I've really learned to appreciate the magic of challenging yourself. Seeing yourself somewhere new. There's a whole world out there.

Compassion is that special ingredient that is often missed, and it makes a difference in building a positive environment.

Real evil wasn't about bending the law to suit justice: evil was acting out of small, intensely personal expedience and losing sight of the bigger picture so often that you never got it back again.

There is a vast territory between what we're trying to leave behind, and where we want to go - and we don't have any maps for that territory.

Managing your money does not depend upon becoming wealthy or declaring vows of poverty. Rather, it is about creating stability and sufficiency - a balanced flow of monetary energy through your life.

Though I can make my extravaganzas appear credible, I cannot make the truth appear so.

There seems to be a weird ceiling to being a stand-up as far as acting.

Your real boss is the one who walks around under your hat.

I am touched by your beautiful anxiety about life.