Kiera Cass

“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.”

“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?”

“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.”

“Do you think the ability to sleep in counts as a special skill? I asked Dad, trying to sound torn over the decision.
Yes, list that. And don’t forget to write that you can eat an entire meal in under five minutes, he replied. I laughed. It was true; I did tend to inhale my food.
Oh, the both of you! Why don’t you just write down that you’re an absolute heathen! My mother went storming from the room.”