Aspen Quotes

“No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.”
― Kiera Cass, The Selection

“I let myself be sad. I let myself think of him.”
― Kiera Cass, The Selection

“Castes never meant that much to me.”
― Kiera Cass, The Selection

“I remembered suddenly that Aspen had always been this way. He sacrificed sleep for me, he risked getting caught out after curfew for me, he scrounged together pennies for me. Aspen's generosity was harder to see because it wasn't as grand as Maxon's, but the heart behind what he gave was so much bigger.”
― Kiera Cass, The Elite

“You were the one who changed us when you left me in the tree house; and you keep thinking that if you push hard enough, you can make everything go back to before that moment. It doesn't work that way. Give me a chance to choose you.”
― Kiera Cass, The Elite

“He wasn’t allowed to come with me there—my own rule for this
little adventure.
No more.
Good-bye, Aspen.”
― Kiera Cass, The Selection

“And I know it's over, but it's the same way I felt when you broke up with me.”
― Kiera Cass, The Elite

“That's why you can't give up. Heroes don't give up.”
― Kiera Cass, Happily Ever After

“Every day you say something or do something that challenges me, changes me.”
― Kiera Cass, Happily Ever After

“You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You're a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.”
― Kiera Cass, Happily Ever After

“The mornings came hard, and our caddie master, Dick Millweed, had a temper that could make a hangover seem like a seismic fracture. He was a small man with a soft, friendly voice. He was not intimidating at all, until he lost it. In his defense, he took shit from all sides - from the members who wanted their favorite caddie and their preferred tee time, from the golf staff who wanted him to perform a million menial duties, and from us when we showed up bleary eyed and incoherent and sometimes didn't show up at all. And God forbid a caddie should stumble in late, because then Millweed's lips would begin to tremble and his blue eyes would explode from his head. They grew as large as saucers and shook as though his skull was suffering earthquake. And he appeared to grow with them. It was like some shaman or yogi trick. Pound for pound, I've never met anyone else who could so effectively deliver anger. He would yell, "You like fucking with me, don't you? You like making me look bad! You wake up and say, 'Today I'm gonna fuck with Millweed!' and it makes you happy, doesn't it?"

And we had no choice but to stand there and take it - hang our heads and blubber apologies and promise never to be hung over again, never to show up late again, because he held the ultimate trump card _ he could fire us and cut us off from the golden tit. But once we were out on the course walking it off, the hanover and any cares associated with it (including Millweed) evaporated into the light mountain air. And after the round, with our pockets replenished and our spirits restored by the carefree, self-congratulatory ebullience of the uberrich, we were powerless to resist the siren song of clinking glasses, the inviting golden light of the street lamps and tavern windows in town, and the slopeside hot tubs steaming under the stars. We all jumped ship and dined, danced, and romanced the night away and then were dashed against the rocks of Millweed's wrath all over again the next morning.”
― John Dunn, Loopers: A Caddie's Twenty-Year Golf Odyssey

“But the truth was stranger than an aimless road, it always was.”
― Aspen Matis, Girl in the Woods: A Memoir

“Aspen was dressed in white. He was angelic.”
― Kiera Cass , The Selection

“I never read a romance novel. Maybe if I had, I might have learned a thing or two.”
― Sarah Morgan, A Wedding in December

“Oh, my Seasons.
"You disarm me."
Oh, my Seasons.
Who knew the color blue could smolder? His eyes held mine, feasted on them.
No. Not feasted. He wanted that with her, not with me.
At any rate, my breathing stalled. I could lose my mind to that face, his expression strumming a hundred truths from me, whether I liked it or not.
"What do you wish for?" he asked.
For my mother to get better.
For her to look at me without grabbing that mallet.
For people to see me as a real girl. For them to believe it.
For me to believe it.
For you to believe it.”
― Natalia Jaster, Lie

“I can't sleep at night unless I've rescued at least ten trees and five maidens in distress during the course of my working day.”
― Sarah Morgan, A Wedding in December

“Haven't you heard?" He kissed the corner of her mouth. "The couple who half kill themselves in the shower together, stay together. It's a bonding activity recommended by therapists the world over.”
― Sarah Morgan, A Wedding in December