We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.
Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.
I have a theory that selflessness and bravery aren't all that different.
Peter would probably throw a party if I stopped breathing.' 'Well,' he says, 'I would only go if there was cake.
Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up
Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.
A brave man acknowledges the strength of others.
People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets. You believe you know them, that you understand them, but their motives are always hidden from you, buried in their own hearts. You will never know them, but sometimes you decide to trust them.
I am selfish. I am brave.
We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.
Cruelty does not make a person dishonest, the same way bravery does not make a person kind.
Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.
Politeness is deception in pretty packaging.
I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.
There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes bravery involves laying down your life for something bigger than yourself, or for someone else. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved, for the sake of something greater. But sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes it is nothing more than gritting your teeth through pain, and the work of every day, the slow walk toward a better life. That is the sort of bravery I must have now.
It must require bravery to be honest all the time.
I feel like someone breathed new air into my lungs. I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless. I am Divergent.
Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.
I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.
