Why Is Your Heart Racing Tris?

Reading Is Such A Huge Part Of My Life.

I Shield My Eyes From The Sun To See Her Cold Look—the Expression I Saw In My Mind Even Before I Looked At Her. She Looks Older To Me Than She Ever Has, Stern And Tough And Worn By Time. I Feel That Way, Too. “these People Have No Regard For Human Life,” She Says. “they’re About To Wipe The Memories Of All Our Friends And Neighbors. They’re Responsible For The Deaths Of A Large Majority Of Our Old Faction.” She Sidesteps Me And Marches Toward The Door. “i Think They’re Lucky I’m Not Going To Kill Them.

The Candor Sing The Praises Of The Truth, But They Never Tell You How Much It Costs.

We Share A Common Enemy, But Does That Make Us Friends?

I Wish I Could Say I Felt Guilty For What I Did. I Don't.