I don't know why, but his reaction disappoints me.

I clench my teeth as tears come. I am fed up. I am fed up with tears and weakness. But there isn't much I can do to stop them. ~ 'Tris.

It's strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

Leaving us with Eric is like hiring a babysitter who spends his time sharpening knives.

He must have stood there for a long time, making a list of all the terrible things he had done—almost killinng me was one of those thingss—and another list of all the good, heroic, brave things he had not done, and then decided that he was tired. Tired, not just of living, but of existing. Tired of being Al.

If you see someone in trouble, you should help them. Experiment or not.