I never used to understand why people bothered to hold hands as they walked, but then he runs one of his fingertips down my palm, and I shiver and understand it completely

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?

Part-time effort, won't yield full-time results

I’m willing to be under anything, she said, as long as it isn’t somebody’s thumb.

BEROWNE: What time o' day?ROSALINE: The hour that fools should ask.

To balance China, the democracies will need new friends - and India with its fast-growing economy, youthful population, and democratic politics seems the obvious candidate.

God doesn't need us to give Him our money. He owns everything. Tithing is God's way to grow Christians.

I'm a firm believe that a man looks his best in a suit and I feel like in the late 40's people just dressed up to do everything.

Old empires always appeal to modern poets more than new ones.

I realize Tiger Woods is Tiger Woods; he's intimidating.

The activity of the child has always been looked upon as an expression of his vitality.

Is it no imputation to be arraigned before this House, in which I have sat forty years, and to have my name transmitted to posterity with disgrace and infamy?