"What do you think my chances might be of finding a soul mate in the group of you? I'll be lucky if I can just find someone who'll be able to stand me for the rest of our lives. What if I've already sent her home because I was relying on some sort of spark I didn't feel? What if she's waiting to leave me at the first sign of adversity? What if I don't find anyone at all? What do I do then, America?"
"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..."
"Castes never meant that much to me."
"P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry?"
"I hope you find someone you can't live without.I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it's like to have to try and live without them."
"No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me."
"If you don’t want me to be in love with you, you’re going to have to stop looking so lovely. First thing tomorrow I’m having your maids sew some potato sacks together for you."
"You get confused by crying women, I get confused by walks with princes."
"Your Majesty—Tugging my ear. Whenever."
"I hit your thigh!”“Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh."
"I can’t help it." I sighed. "One can never help being born into perfection."
"I should have known that if any girl was going to disobey an order, it would be you."
"Yes, Maxon," I whispered. "It’s possible."
"Listen to me, kitten. Win or lose, you’ll always be a princess to me."
"I’ve met nearly every woman in this room, and I can’t think of one who would make a better friend. I’d be glad to have you stay."My relief was inexpressible."Do you think," Maxon asked, "That I could still call you ‘my dear’?" "Not a chance." I whispered."
"Is this a good time to pat your shoulder?"
"Need someone to talk to? I could tug my ear right now."
"I guessed princesses-in-training didn’t wear pants."
"The Selection was no longer something that was simply happening to me, but something I was actively a part of. I was an Elite."
"I was stunned into silence, the way I always was when he touched the sky places of my heart."
"We'll when he lets his guard down he's okay. Like when he just talks without checking his words or you catch him just looking at something like... He's really looking for the beauty in it."
"I love your hair!" Marlee gushed. "I wish I'd been born with red hair. It makes you look so alive. I hear that people with red hair have bed tempers. Is that true?Despite my rotten day, Marlee's manner was so vivacious that my smile grew wider. "I don't think so. I mean, I can have a bad temper at times, but my sister is a redhead, and she's as sweet as can be."
"How had I lost so much in such a short period of time? It would seem like leaving your family, living in some foreign place, and being separated from the person you love should be events that take years to roll into place, not just a day."
"Because even though you're dating five other women, I think I'm cheating on you."
"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?"