if you like the lovable sound of an asthma attack in your ear every time you tell a joke.
I know, I know. It's hard to explain. All I can say is that I've been given a second chance. Maxon matters to me, and I'm going to fight for him.":)
I thought about the cameras following me in the terminal and pictured my family watching my entrance on TV. I hoped they’d be proud.
Great. Now the queen thought I was a misfit, too.
Any girl who would risk her life for someone she loves certainly deserves to be called a lady.
Ah yes, the man or the crown. I'm afraid some can't tell the difference.
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.
Maxon, this is my gift to you. I promise I will make every effort to see these girls through your eyes. Not the eyes of a queen, or the eyes of your mother, but yours. Even if the girl you choose is of a very low caste, even if others think she has no value, I will always listen to your reasons for wanting her. And I will do my best to support your choice.
And I know I’m about to play second fiddle to another woman, as I should. But my love for you will never change, Maxon.
It was almost comforting, this mutual acceptance of our secrets.
Do you think," Maxon asked, "that I could still call you 'my dear'?" "Not a chance," I whispered. "I'll keep trying. I don't have it in me to give up." And I believed him. It was annoying to think he'd press that issue. "Did you call all of them that?" I nodded my head toward the rest of the room. "Yes, and they all seemed to like it." "That is the exact reason why I don't.
P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry?
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.
I felt the little beads of sweat pooling on my temple. Sit here and look nice...I could do that. But answer questions? I knew I wasn't going to win this little game; that wasn't the issue. I just really, really didn't want to look like a moron in front of the entire country.
You ask for such simple things, I can't deny you.
I've tried to make choices. You don't really trust me to.
It's just the way it is. The sky is blue, the sun is bright, and Aspen endlessly loves America. It's how the world was designed to be.
Maybe this isn't the right thing to say, but I want you to know: When you ran for the stage, I've never been so proud of you in all my life. You've always been beautiful; you've always been talented. And now I know that your moral compass is perfectly aligned, that you see clearly when things are wrong, and you do everything you can to stop it. As a father, I can't ask for more. I love you America. And I'm so so proud.
Which do you fight for?" "Actually, I'm here by mistake." "Mistake?" "Yes. Sort of. Well, it's a long story. And now ... I'm here. And I'm not fighting. My plan is to enjoy the food until you kick me out.
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.
...I want it to be as easy as breathing for you to say yes.
if you love me, love me now. dont hold yourself so badly until tears starts to mean nothing
He wasn’t allowed to come with me there—my own rule for this little adventure. No more. Good-bye, Aspen.
It’s because I’m so good-looking, isn’t it?
I guessed princesses-in-training didn’t wear pants.
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