My heart shattered. My world shattered. “You will lose what you value most.” It hadn’t been me Rhonda was talking about. It hadn’t even been Dimitri’s life. What you value most It had been his soul.
“Take my hands, and take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to — to keep yourself going.”
"It has been sixty-four years since the president and the Consortium identified love as a disease, and forty-three since the scientists perfected a cure."
“You’re the girl who called me an asshole the first time we spoke. The girl who tried to pay for lunch even after you learned I have more money than God. You’re the girl who risked her ass to save a dying dog, who makes my chest ache whether you’re wearing green silk or ripped jeans. You’re the girl that I—” Noah stopped, then took a step closer to me. “You are my girl.”
“Love, the deadliest of all things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t.”
"I feel like no matter what you wear as long as you own it and you’re comfortable in it, it will show."