She had brillant red hair, like honey and roses and the sun all together.
Accepting help is its own kind of strength.
It's always the fear of looking stupid that stops you from being awesome.
I’ve met nearly every woman in this room, and I can’t think of one who would make a better friend. I’d be glad to have you stay." My relief was inexpressible. "Do you think," Maxon asked, "That I could still call you ‘my dear’?" "Not a chance." I whispered.
Cinderella never asked for a prince. She asked for a night off and a dress.
Knowledge isn’t love