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.
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)
