divergent-series

I like to hurt people too. I can make the cruelest choice. The difference is, sometimes I don't, and you always do, and that makes you evil.

Writing is 90% procrastination, 8% perspiration, and 6%biscuitNone of it is math.

He must have stood there for a long time, making a list of all the terrible things he had done__lmost killinng me was one of those thingss__nd another list of all the good, heroic, brave things he had not done, and then decided that he was tired. Tired, not just of living, but of existing. Tired of being Al.

Sometimes I feel like we are the same, but sometimes, like right now, I feel the separation between our personalities like I've just run into a wall.

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt."We stay in the silence and the loneliness of the otherwise empty dormitory for a few more minutes, and I try to let her words work themselves into me.

I laugh, and it__ laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place whereeverything I__e ever known is coming apart. I know some things__ know that I__ not alone, that I have friends, that I__ in love. I know where I came from. I know that I don__ want to die, and for me, that__ something__ore than I could have said a few weeks ago.

Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn't have this guilt - the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it.

You're not very nice," I say, grinning."You're one to talk.""Hey, I could be nice if I tried.""Hmm." He taps his chin. "Say something nice, then.""You're very good-looking."He smiles, his teeth a flash in this dark. "I like this 'nice' thing.

He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight for a few seconds. Hisbreaths tickle my ear, and I close my eyes, letting myself finally relax. Hesmells like wind and sweat and soap, like Tobias and like safety.

Stupid. Why do people want to pretendthat death is sleep? It isn__. It isn__

It__ getting more difficult to be wise,_ he says, laughing into my ear.I smile at him. __ think that__ how it__supposed to be.

If someone offers you an opportunity to get closer to your enemy, you always take it. I know that without having learned it from anyone.

It__ not about Al,_ I snap. __t__ about everyone watching! Everyone who now seeshurling themselves into the chasm as a viable option. I mean, why not do it if everyonecalls you a hero afterward? Why not do it if everyone will remember your name? It___Ican___

There is also a trilogy of books out. I started reading right after Christmas Divergent. I went to read Insurgent after, and now I__ on the third one. I don__ know, it__ Detergent or whatever. But it__ written by a 26-year-old girl. It__ brilliant. But I__ about halfway through now on book number three. Wait until you get to book number three. Hello, Google genome project.Technology is advancing at a rapid pace, and yet, morality and ethics are afterthoughts. We__e excited about discovery and advancement, you know? We__e in fact so excited that we don__ even take the time to discuss or debate the moral dilemmas and implications of new technology. Sure, we__e still in control of technology now, but does there come a time when we__e not? Who will be the one that says turn it off? When do things go wrong?I don__ see anyone at Google or in the government or anyone at the forefront of technology boom that is contemplating the ethics and morality issues. Now that is a truly scary thought that doesn__ come in a movie.