“Choices can be made again.” -Evelyn Johnson (Eaton)”

People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets.

I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.

What is it with you today?” says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are still swollen from sleep and her tangled hair forms a fuzzy halo around her face.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

Resisting is worth doing.

I also don’t believe that whatever comes after life depends on my correctly reciting a list of my transgressions…I don’t believe that what comes after depends on anything I do at all.

It’s strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

To live factionless Is not just to live in poverty and discomfort; it is to live divorced from society, separated from the most important thing in life: community.

You won,” Four mutters. “Stop.” I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.

I can’t answer either question. But the look she gives me reminds me of the look in the attack dog’s eyes in the aptitude test – a vicious, predatory stare. She wants to rip me to pieces. I can’t lie down in submission now. I have become an attack dog too.

Do remember, though, that sometimes the people you oppress become mightier than you would like.

Without a faction we have no purpose and no reason to live.

It isn’t right to wish pain on other people just because they hurt me first.

It doesn’t prove anything except that you’re bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.

It reminds me why I chose Dauntless in the first place: not because they are perfect, but because they are alive. Because they are free.

But now, I am also learning this: we can be mended. We mend each other.

I think growing up the way I did has made me a lot more objective, and that’s important in the process of writing and trying to look at subjective matter that way.

The appeal to the white man’s pocket has ever been more effectual than all the appeals ever made to his conscience.

Withdraw into yourself and look. And if you do not find yourself beautiful as yet, do as the creator of a statue that is to be made beautiful.

Jeremy Corbyn and John McDonnell have made no secret of their desire to stamp out individualism and enterprise.

There was one incident at a movie theater where my girl got mad at these guys who were talking behind us.

I had a friend who had two degrees of being made up: when invited I would say ‘Can I make up?’ and he would say ‘Oh yes – tinted?’, or he would say, ‘Oh yes – clotted?’

I had the Buffalo shoes, a customised Baby Spice necklace – when I say custom-made, it was made out of plastic from the local mall – and a Union Jack dress.

The acquisitions he has made are such that we can say the child who enters school at three is an old man.