Veronica Roth, Insurgent

"Be careful, though.""Aren't I always?""No, I think the word for how you usually are is 'reckless."

"I'll be your family now,"he says. "I love you,"I say. (....)He stares at me. I wait with my hands clutching his arms for stability as he considers his response. He frowns at me. "Say it again.""Tobias,"I say, "I love you."

"People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets. You believe you know them, that you understand them, but their motives are always hidden from you, buried in their own hearts. You will never know them, but sometimes you decide to trust them."

"No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens."

"Sleep,” he says. “I'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you.” “With what?” “My bare hands, obviously."

"We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us."

"Cruelty does not make a person dishonest, the same way bravery does not make a person kind."

"What do you think they're going to do to us when they find us guilty?"she says after a few minutes of silence have passed."Honestly?""Does now seem like the time for honesty?"I look at her from the corner of my eye. "I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap."

"Lynn, she saved half our faction from this stuff,"says Marlene, tapping the bandage on her arm from where the Dauntless traitors shot her. "Well, half of half of our faction.""In some circles they call that a quarter, Mar,"Lynn says."

"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."

"Because inside me is a beast that snarls, and growls, and strains toward freedom.. and as hard as I try, I cannot kill it."

"I regret..."Tobias tilts his head, and sighs. "I regret my choice.""What Choice?""Dauntless,"he says. "I was born Abnegation. I was planning on leaving Dauntless, and becoming factionless. But I met her, and... I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision."Her."

"Got that gun?” Peter says to Tobias. “No,” says Tobias, “I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils, so I left it upstairs."