Before I Chose Dauntless...i Felt Assured Of

Somewhere Inside Me Is A Merciful, Forgiving Person. Somewhere There Is A Girl Who Tries To Understand What People Are Going Through, Who Accepts That People Do Evil Things And That Desperation Leads Them To Darker Places Than They Ever Imagined, I Swear She Exists, And She Hurts For The Repentant Boy I See In Front Of Me. But If I Saw Her, I Wouldn't Recognize Her.

I Want To Break Something, Or Hit Something, But I Am Afraid To Move, So I Start Crying Instead.

And He’s Right To Say That Every Faction Loses Something When It Gains A Virtue: The Dauntless, Brave But Cruel; The Erudite, Intelligent But Vain; The Amity, Peaceful But Passive; The Candor, Honest But Inconsiderate; The Abnegation, Selfless But Stifling.

I Think You're Still The Only Person Sharp Enough To Sharpen Someone Like Me.

The First Step To Loving Someone Else Is To Recognize The Evil In Ourselves, So We Can Forgive Them.