“I am Divergent.”
“A chasm reminds us that there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy.”
The Goblet of Fire! Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament need only write their name upon a piece of parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly! If chosen, there’s no turning back. As from this moment, The Triwizard Tournament has begun.
I don’t want to be just one thing. I can’t be.
Sea of Monsters: Stills
I don’t want to be just one thing. I can’t be. I want to be brave, and I want to be selfless, intelligent, and honest and kind
A half-blood of the eldest gods
Shall reach sixteen against all odds
And see the world in endless sleep
The hero’s soul, cursed blade shall reap
A single choice shall end his days
Olympus to preserve of raze
“You’re different. You don’t fit into a category. They can’t control you. They call it Divergent.”
“I don’t want to be just one thing. I can’t be. I want to be brave, and selfless, honest, intelligent, and kind.”
And don’t call me Four, okay? It’s nice to hear my name again.
Four fears? Four then. Four now.
Being metaphoric while crying
Falling in love while crying
Being a privileged grenade while crying
Making constellations while crying
Being an infinite while crying
Seeing all your amazing edits are making me have too many feels.