794 Quotes by Kiera Cass

Where I used to image you as a girl with a bag full of stones, ready to throw them at any foe who crossed her path, you have become the stone itself. You are steady and able.

It’s funny what you hold on to, the things you remember when everything ends.

That’s not much,” he noted. “I’ve never needed very much to be happy. I thought you knew that.

I pulled myself out of the guard’s arms and ran like a drunk into the garden.

I’m not changing everything about me to cater to some guy I don’t even know.” Or like, I added in my head. “Oh, my. Do we have an individual here?

Our caste was just three away from the bottom. We were artists. And artists and classical musicians were only three steps up from dirt. Literally. Our money was stretched as tight as a high wire, and our income was highly dependent on the changing seasons.

Don’t tug your ear with anyone else. That’s mine.” I gave him a tight smile. “A lot of things are yours, America.

I looked at his face, unsure of how many more of his smiles I’d have.

See there,” she said, pointing to my eyes. “Not the same color, but the same determination. And your lips, they have the same hopeful smile. I know you have your grandmother’s coloring, but you’re your mother’s daughter, through and through.