Kiera Cass Quotes

If she were (looking into my eyes), she’d have seen how absolutely floored I was the first time I finally, truly saw her. The clouds moved at just the right moment, fully lighting her face by the moon. She was dazzlingly beautiful. Underneath thick lashes were eyes blue as ice, something cool to balance out the flames in her hair. I felt a strange flutter in my chest, like the glow of a fireplace or the warmth of the afternoon. It stayed there for a moment, playing with my pulse.

A lot of things are yours, America

I only wish I knew that you'd actually want to be with me when that time is over.

We danced. Remember? I was so proud to have you there, in my arms,in front of other people. Even if you did look like you were having a seizure.

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

I wanted to be his dear, his darling.

True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.

America Singer, one day you will fall asleep in my arms every night. And you'll wake up to my kisses every morning.

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.

The Selection was no longer something that was simply happening to me, but something I was actively a part of. I was an Elite.

How did thie person-someone I'd imagined would be my polar opposite-always seem to find the things that would make me the happiest?

She had brillant red hair, like honey and roses and the sun all together.

She must have been debating staying in the line or forcing me to run home and change.

Ah yes, the man or the crown. I'm afraid some can't tell the difference.

I don't know if I'm supposed to be holding on or letting go. I don't want to give up, but if there's nothing for me to hope for, then tell me.

Every girl will come with pros and cons. Some people will choose to focus on the worst in some of your options and the best in others, and it will make no sense to you why they seem so narrow minded. But I’m here for you, whatever your choice.

The picture of me just after I’d found out Aspen was saving up to marry me. I looked radiant, hopeful, beautiful. I looked like I was in love. And some idiot thought that love was for Prince Maxon.

So he enjoys a girl who stands up to him," Dad said once we all calmed down. "I like him more already.

They'll kill you for doing this," I breathed in a brief moment when his lips traveled to my neck. "If I don't I'll die anyways.

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

I know there was a time, when our country was new, when the assignment of these numbers helped organize something that was on the brink of not existing. But we are no longer that country. We are so much more now.

Maxon lowered his lips to mine and gave me the faintest whisper of a kiss. Something about the tentativeness of it made me feel beautiful. Without a word, I could understand how excited he was to have this moment, but then afraid at the same time. And deeper than any of that, I sensed that he adored me. So this is what it felt like to be a lady.

Darling, you’re perfect.

He let you have the pants anyway?" she asked. I had started talking about Maxon as soon as I could, eager to know how their conversation had gone. "Yeah. He was very generous about it all." "I think it's charming that he's a good winner." "He is a good winner. He's even gracious when he's gotten the raw end of things." Like a knee to the royal jewels, for example.

Your Majesty— Tugging my ear. Whenever.

You’re the only person who really knows me. The only person I feel I truly know myself.” “Knowledge isn’t love,” I contradicted.

I was afraid I was wrong, that you would change your mind any second. I’ve been looking for a suitable alternative, but the truth is …”—Maxon looked me in the eyes again, unwavering—“there’s only you. Maybe I’m not really looking, maybe they aren’t right for me. It doesn’t matter. I just know I want you. And that terrifies me. I’ve been waiting for you to take back the words, to beg to leave.

So far, I had a solid collection of my honest opinions.

If this were a simpler matter, I'd have eliminated everyone else by now.

Is this a good time to pat your shoulder?

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

I had to stop myself from laughing. Who needs help taking a pill?

P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry?

He let out a sigh. With my head there against his chest, I could faintly make out the sound of his heart beating through his suit coat. It seemed to be rushing. His hand, gentle as ever, reached to cup my cheek. As I looked into his eyes, I felt that unnameable feeling that was growing between us. With his eyes, Maxon asked for something we'd both agree to wait on. I was glad he didn't want to wait anymore. I gave him a tiny nod, and he bridged the small gap between us, kissing me with unimaginable tenderness.

Accepting help is its own kind of strength.

...I want it to be as easy as breathing for you to say yes.

The look in Marlee's eyes was triumphant, and the smile hiding behind her cup of tea said, 'Gotcha'!

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?

Could it be that simple? Tell one story to one generation and repeat it until it was accepted as fact?

All I want is your promise to stay with me, to be mine. Sometimes it feels like you can't possibly be real. Promise me you'll stay.” "Por supuesto. I promise.

You were the one who changed us when you left me in the tree house; and you keep thinking that if you push hard enough, you can make everything go back to before that moment. It doesn't work that way. Give me a chance to choose you.

I'm not so stupid as to believe that you've completely forgotten about your former boyfriend. I know you think there are others here more suited for me and this life, and I wouldn't want you to rush into trying to be happy with any of this. I just... I just want to know if it's possible.

America, I don't think you can change history." All the same, his expression looked hopeful. "Sure we can. Besides, who'd ever know about it but you and me?

It was a special feeling, irreplaceable, that was priceless. No queen on the throne could feel more important than me.

You ask for such simple things, I can't deny you.

Do you think, that I could still call you 'my dear'?

Love is beautiful fear

if you love me, love me now. dont hold yourself so badly until tears starts to mean nothing