The Selection (The Selection, #1)

by Kiera Cass

DEDICATION Hi, Dad! waves

😂

America Singer.

Her name is America Singer...?

But you should know that love can wear away under the stress of being married. Someone you think you love now, you might start to hate when he couldn’t provide for you. And if you couldn’t take care of your children, it’d be even worse. Love doesn’t always survive under those types of circumstances.”

“But no matter what, I want you to be loved. You deserve to be loved. And I hope you get to marry for love and not a number.”

“I have to say that I am so honored to be a part of the Selection. Lucky me, I get to meet thirty-five beautiful women! What idiot wouldn’t want my job?”

And it’s old advice, but it’s good: Be yourself.”

“Listen to me, kitten. Win or lose, you’ll always be a princess to me.”

I love dads

No more. Good-bye, Aspen.

Good for you, girl!!! You're too good for him anyway

I just wanted to be alone with a violin.

I get that

Keep your enemies closer.

KEEP YOUR FRIENDS CLOSE AND YOUR ENEMIES CLOSER! NEVER REALLY KNOW WHO YOU CAN TRUST

“Have there really been arguments over me? Don’t you all realize I’m the one doing the choosing?”

“Oh, please don’t cry!” Maxon’s whisper was marked with a genuine worry. “I never know what to do when women cry!”

“That’s the thing.... I don’t want to go home.” “Really?” He ran his fingers through his hair, and I had to laugh again at how lost he seemed.

Girl, take it from someone who spent nearly her entire life around boys... They are ALWAYS lost

“Do you really think she would cry?” He seemed exceedingly amused at the idea. He did have strange feelings toward women and crying.

Maxon’s arms were huge.

Okay now im imagining this skinny guy with big arms

“So how are you handling a roomful of crying women?” I asked. There was a comical bewilderment in his expression. “Nothing in the world is more confusing!” he whispered urgently. “I haven’t the faintest clue how to stop it.”

“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.”

In my experience, true love is usually the most inconvenient kind.”

“Maxon, 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.”

“Sure, if you like the lovable sound of an asthma attack in your ear every time you tell a joke.”

“Maybe you don’t know which face it is yet, but think of the girls in that room. Imagine the one who loves you the most. Imagine your ‘dear.’”

“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.”

He’d wanted his first kiss to be with me.

“One can never help being born into perfection,”

It was a hard question to answer. Would I be willing to live a life I’d never wanted? Would I be willing to watch as he kindly tried to date the others to be sure he wasn’t making a mistake? Would I be willing to take on the responsibility that he had as a prince? Would I be willing to love him? “Yes, Maxon,” I whispered. “It’s possible.”

“Forgive what? Our stupid little fight? It’s already forgotten. Your feelings being a little slower than mine? I’m prepared to wait,”