I do intend on giving you things, but that's not what I mean. I'm going to love you more that any man has ever loved a woman, more than you ever dreamed you could be loved. I promise you that.

If me dying meant you living, how could that be anything but good?

Thank you,” he whispered. “At least I can know for certain that, for one brief moment of our time together, you and I felt the same thing.

I'm not sure if fate or destiny is real. But I can tell you that sometimes the very thing you've been hoping for will walk through the door, determined to fend you off. And still. somehow, you will find that you are enough.

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.

[But] I have come across anything so painfully beautiful as that kiss. I wish it was something I could save and share with the world so I could tell the universe: this is what it's like; this is how it feels when you fall.