
He smiles. “Not much you can do about that.” “Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.” “Well,” he says, “I would only go if there was cake.” I laugh, and then wince, covering his hand to steady my rib cage.

“My heart beats so hard it hurts, and I can’t scream and I can’t breathe, but I also feel everything, every vein and every fiber, every bone and every nerve, all awake and buzzing in my body as if charged with electricity. I am pure adrenaline.”
-Divergent
I looked at Caleb, who now stands behind the Erudite. He stares back at me and nods a little, like he knows what I’m thinking and agrees. My footsteps falter. If Caleb wasn’t fit for Abnegation, how can I be? But what choice do I have, now that he left us and I’m the only one who remains? He left me with no other option. (Divergent)




One choice decides your friends. One choice defines your beliefs. One choice determines your loyalties forever. One choice can transform you.



Magic is dangerous - but love is more dangerous still.



