“I am no longer Tris, the selfless, or Tris, the brave.I suppose that now, I must become more than either.”

“I am a naturally curious person. -Tris”

“Independent and uninvolved. Must be nice. -Tris”

“Tris," said tobias. "I love you”

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

“If you throw yourself into danger for no reason again, you will have become nothing more than a Dauntless adrenaline junkie looking for a hit, and I'm not going to help you do it." He spits the words out bitterly. "I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn't some faction archetype. But the Tris who's trying as hard as she can to destroy herself... I can't love her.”

“Be brave, Tris," he whispers. "The first time is always the hardest." His eyes are the last thing I see.”