Four

Somehow it becomes a deep sad story. Maybe that's why I love Four better than Divergent. It's about the past. It allows me to learn more about the character. The complexity and mystery and loneliness are what make him real.

About Four, he has no one to trust. Not his father, not his former faction, not his new faction. And he learns this in a hard way, from Amar’s death. And unlike Tris, he learns this alone. I love his solitude and the way he fights through all these wonders.

“Vanity. They are so concerned with looking intelligent that they make themselves fools for it.” Then I realize why this whole faction-before-blood thing falls apart. How could you possibly divide contradictory human being into certain factions? We are all different in our very own way. There are always the best and the worst, as well as ugliness and beauty. It’s a beautiful thought. And we are never flawless, which is why I believe Erudite controls Dauntless so easily.

“Careful what you say to anyone, in this faction that values all the wrong things, that doesn’t understand that when you come from Abnegation, standing up for yourself, even in small moments, is the height of bravery.”

總而言之就是無畏派實在太笨了嘛。

這些小說總是影射著我們的真實世界，戲如人生，人生如戲。永遠都有主流非主流，永遠都有資方勞方，永遠都有只是寫在紙上的法律。

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考完試後可以有一個沒課的早上，有一家好吃的早午餐店，高腳椅和雜誌讓妳坐著看書放空真的太幸福了。