But you just said you loved me." "I do, Mer. That's the point. I can't make you like me. I can't stand the thought of you hungry or cold or scared. I can't make you a Six.

I love you, America Singer. As long as I live, I'll love you." There was some deep emotion in his voice, and it caught me off guard. "I love you, Aspen. You'll always be my prince.

For you, someone kind of quiet and mysterious-" "I'm not mysterious," I interrupted. "You are a little. And sometimes people don't know whether to interpret silence as confidence or fear. They're looking at you like you're a bug so maybe you'll feel like you are one.

I'd spare your tears for the rest of your life if I could.

It turns out I'm absolutely terrible at staying away from you. It's a very serious problem.

No wonder I’d never had any friends. I was shockingly bad at it.

I hit your thigh!” “Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh.