It wasn’t like I made his world better. It was like I was his world. It wasn’t some explosion; it wasn’t fireworks. It was a fire, burning slowly from the inside out.

He stood and went to read my pin as I approached. “America, is it?” he said, a smile playing on his lips. “Yes, it is. And I know I’ve heard your name before, but could you remind me?

But I guessed she would never stop wanting more for me, more from me. Maybe that's what mothers did.

It doesn't really matter how you feel about your character; it just matters what you do with it.

Knowledge isn’t love

Leave it to you to find beauty in something others would say ruins a day.

Oh, yes. She’s still here,” Maxon said, not letting his eyes wander from Gavril’s face. “And I plan on keeping her here for quite a while.