“... frica nu te decupleaza; te trezeste. Am vazut asta.E ceva fascinant-Four”

“...cambiar los simulacros no es lo que les importa; es sólo un síntoma de lo que verdaderamente les importa— Tori toma mi mano y la presiona entre sus palmas. —Piénsalo —dice— estas personas te enseñaron a usar un arma. Te enseñaron cómo luchar. ¿Crees que están por encima de lastimarte? ¿Por encima de matarte?”

“Four!" I call out. Why am I calling a number? Oh yes. Because that's his name. — Tris.”

“At first Eric stares at Four in silence. Four stares back.”

“I am your instructor", he says."My name is Four".Christina asks, "Four? Like the number?""Yes", Four says. "Is there a problem?""No.""Good. We're about to go into the Pit, which you will someday learn to love. It-"Christina snickers. "The Pit? Clever name."Four walks up to Christina and leans his face close to hers. His eyes narrow, and for a second he just stares at her."What's your name?" he asks quietly."Christina", she squeaks."Well, Christina, if I wanted to put up with Candor smart-mouths, I would have joined their faction", he hisses. "The first lesson you will learn from me is to keep your mouth shut.Got that?”

“You always look like someone's sucked the life right out of you when something fascinates you. -Tris”

“You won," Four mutters. "Stop.”