"Okay. Then...I can talk. Ask me something.""Okay."He laughs shakily in my ear. "Why is your heart racing Tris?"I cringe and say, "Well, I...I barely know you. I barely know you and I'm crammed up against you in a box, Four, what do you think?"..."Maybe you were cut out for Candor,"he says, "because you're a terrible liar."
"A brave man acknowledges the strength of others."
"She has been to the compound before. She remembered this hallway. She knows about the initiation process. My mother was Dauntless."
"Who cares about pretty? I'm going for noticeable."
"Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it."
"Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up. I've seen it. It's fascinating."He releases me but doesn't pull away, his hand grazing my jaw, my neck. "Sometimes I just...want to see it again. Want to see you awake."