I get up, because I'm supposed to, but if it were up to me, I'd stay in my seat for the rest of time.
Sarcasm is always at someone's expense.
Everything - our houses, our clothes, our hairstyles - is meant to help us forget ourselves and to protect us from vanity, greed and envy, which are just forms of selfishness. If we have little, and want for little, and we are all equal, we envy no one.
I stare at him. I feel my heartbeat everywhere, even in my toes. I feel like doing something bold, but I could just as easily walk away. I am not sure which option is smarter, or better. I am not sure that I care.
The goal of my life isn't just... to be happy.
His absence will haunt their hallways, and he will be a space they can't fill. And then time will pass, and the hole will be gone, like when an organ is removed and the body's fluids flow into the space it leaves. Humans can't tolerate emptiness for long.
It's easy to be brave when they're not my fears.
What do I believe? I do not know; I do not know; I do not know.
A brave man acknowledges the strength of others.
I have a theory that selflessness and bravery aren't all that different.
Scrubbing the floor when no one else wanted to was something that my mother would have done. If I can't be with her, the least I can do is act like her sometimes.
Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up
I tell myself, as sternly as possible, that is how things work here. We do dangerous things and people die. People die, and we move on to the next dangerous thing. The sooner that lesson sinks in, the better chance I have at surviving initiation.
The theory is that if you spill all your secrets, you'll have no desire to lie about anything, ever again. Like the worst about you is already in the open, so why not just be honest?
How can you fail a test you aren't allowed to prepare for?
Learning how to think in the midst of fear is a lesson that everyone needs to learn.
What good is a prepared body if you have a scattered mind?
A chasm reminds us that there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy.
I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.
She is well practiced in the art of losing herself.
For a few minutes we kiss, deep in the chasm, with the roar of water all around us. And we rise, hand in hand, I realize that if we had both chosen differently, we might have ended up doing the same thing, in a safer place, in gray clothes instead of black ones.
I want to cry because something terrible happened, and I saw it, and I could not see a way to mend it.
There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.
Human beings as a whole cannot be good for long before the bad creeps back in and poisons us again.
Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.
What irritates me most about him is his natural goodness, his inborn selflessness.
A Dauntless Ferris wheel wouldn't have cars. You would just hang on tight with your hands, and good luck to you.
I have your back. I didn't mean only when it's easy. All the time.
She is well protected in the art of losing herself.
Half of bravery is perspective.
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