Kiera Cass (born May 19, 1981) is an American writer of young adult fiction, best known for The Selection series.
Accepting help is its own kind of strength.
I had been so mad at him when I left, I'd given them back. All except for the one that stuck to the bottom of the jar. He smiled. "They're at home, waiting. " "For what?" His eyes glittered. "That, I cannot say.
Cinderella never asked for a prince. She asked for a night off and a dress.
I kind of wanted someone to rearrange the stars so they spelled out his words. I needed them big and bright, and somewhere I could see then when things felt dark. I love you. And I'm so, so proud.
You deserved to be loved. And I hope you get to marry for love and not a number.
I'm sure you would have stopped it if you could have. " "In a heartbeat.
Mom was bossy. Even in print I could hear her tone, smugly congratulating me on already earning the prince's affections and telling me firmly to keep up whatever I was doing. Yeah, Mom, I'll just keep telling the prince that he has absolutely no shot with me and offend him as often as I can. Great plan.
Yeah, Mom, I’ll just keep telling the prince that he has absolutely no shot with me and offend him as often as I can. Great plan.
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.
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?
Try patting them on the back or shoulder and telling them everything is going to be fine. Lots of times when girls cry, they don't want you to fix the problem, they just want to be consoled.
It’s because I’m so good-looking, isn’t it?
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.
You get confused by crying women, I get confused by walks with princes.
So he enjoys a girl who stands up to him," Dad said once we all calmed down. "I like him more already.
Bravery hides in amazing places.
My shoes I got to pick. I chose worn-out red flats. I figured I should make it clear from the start that I wasn’t princess material.
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.
The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.
Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.