Who is he when he isn't dauntless, isn't an instructor, isn't four, isn't anything in particular? whoever he is, i like him. it's easier to admit that to myself now, in the dark, after all that just happened. he is not sweet or gentle or particularly kind. but he is smart and brave, and even though he saved me, he treated me like i was strong. that is all i need to know.
It only takes one mistake,' the dan banyan guy says, 'and nothing else you ever do will matter.' with his empty hand, he takes one of my hands. His fingers feel hot, fever-hot, and pounding with his heartbeats. He turns my hand palm-up saying, 'no matter how hard you work or how smart you become, you'll always be known for that one poor choice.' he sets the blue pill on my palm, saying, 'do that one wrong thing- and you'll be dead for the rest of your life.
I’m too young, too smart, and too good-looking to die. yeah, and then some. the world needed him to improve the gene pool. not to mention, at fourteen he hadn’t even had his first date yet. he’d only just, this night, had his first kiss. he should have recognized that alone as a sign that the apocalypse was coming and that his death was imminent.’ – nick
Something very beautiful happens to people when their world has fallen apart: a humility, a nobility, a higher intelligence emerges at just the point when our knees hit the floor. perhaps, in a way, that's where humanity is now: about to discover we're not as smart as we thought we were, will be forced by life to surrender our attacks and defenses which avail us of nothing, and finally break through into the collective beauty of who we really are.
The fact that i didn't finish school left me with a lifelong need to prove that i'm smart, prove it to myself, maybe to the world. i [also] needed to be - not the center of attention - but i needed to be able to attract attention when i wanted it, through my stunts and my fooling around physically with faces or postures or voices i would do. those things are important elements in the drive behind all of this [my career].
Only a life lived for others is a life worth while . I have no special gift. I am only passionately curious . I want to know god's thoughts... All the rest are details. Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift. It's not that i'm so smart , it's just that i stay with problems longer.
Highly intelligent and well-informed people disagree on every political issue. Therefore, intelligence and knowledge are useless for making decisions, because if any of that stuff helped, then all the smart people would have the same opinions. So use your "gut instinct" to make voting choices. That is exactly like being clueless, but with the added advantage that you'll feel as if your random vote preserved democracy.
Ut cum spiritu postrema sacramentum dejuremus," he chanted. "et hostes ornamenta addent ad ianuam necem." "you just...finished the prophesy,"rachael stammered. "-an oath to keep with a final breath/and foes bear arms to the doors of death. how did you-" "i know those lines." jason winced and put his hands to his temples. "i don't know how, but i know that prophecy." "in latin, no less," drew called out. "handsome and smart.