“I say every dog looks like no otherbut that isn't true. Not entirely.Difference is slippery.”
“It must be because you're so approachable,' I say flatly. 'You know. Like a bed of nails.'He stares at me, and I don't look away. He isn't a dog but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It's my choice.Heat rushes into my cheeks. What will happen when this tension breaks?But he just says, 'Careful, Tris.”
“I always like a dog so long as he isn't spelled backward.”
“If it's true, does it have to be nice? If you have something true to say, but you don't say it because you just want to be nice, isn't that sort of like a lie?”
“It isn't what I do, but how I do it. It isn't what I say, but how I say it, and how I look when I do it and say it.”
“I don't care what anybody says about me as long as it isn't true.”