"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."
"Be careful, though.""Aren't I always?""No, I think the word for how you usually are is 'reckless."
"We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us."
"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."
"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."