What's your name? Um... Think about it. You don't get to pick again. Tris.

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?

You willed yourself to where you are today, so will yourself out of it.

What you can do or dream you can do begin it boldness has genius power and magic in it.

Religions are like fireflies. They require darkness in order to shine.

The problems of the real world are primarily those you are left with when you refuse to apply their effective solutions.

Cannery Row in Monterey in California is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream.

The instruction of the foolish is a waste of knowledge; soap cannot wash charcoal white.

The best gift, and investment, you can give your child is your time

I've had aunts and uncles who not only haven't read my books but could hardly believe that I was a writer.

The child which overbalances itself in learning to walk is experimenting on the law of gravity.