Maggie Stiefvater Quotes

Face flushed, I shook my head and stared at my white-knuckled grip on the bed. Of all my pet peeves, condescending adults were probably at the top of the list.

I'd found heaven and grabbed it as tightly as I could, but it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers, too fine to hold.

Death smells like birthday cake.

Grace: The idea was immediately unbearable, only because I wanted it to be true so badly it hurt

There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.

It was the perfect moment to tell her. This is my last year. But I couldn’t say it. Not yet. I wanted another minute, another hour, another night of pretending this wasn’t the end.

Do you ever get the feeling that something awful might happen?' James asked me. . . I sat up. 'I'm the awful thing that happens.

Eleanor's voice was below zero. 'My finest horse to whichever faerie in this room brings me that woman's left eye.' My thoughts exactly.

I remember lying in the snow, a small red spot of warm going cold, surrounded by wolves.

Sam looked at me, yellow eyes catching and holding me. "I miss being me. I miss you. All the time.

I couldn't remember the last time I hadn't had to fake gratitude for a gift, and now that I actually was grateful, thank you didn't seem to cut it.

Hello, lovely. You're as pretty as pretty today.

He didn't like to see either of the women in his family disappointed; it ruined perfectly good meals.

I know not to trust anyone," i say. "Except..." Holly studies my face. "You do fancy him, don't you? What a strange, wonderful, repressed place this is.

Tommy grabs my waist and swings me around in a circle. I drag my feet because i am opposed to people touching me when I'm not expecting it. Also because it will take more than dancing to cheer me up.

Knowing what I was, and wanting me, anyway.

His face was just strange enough that she wanted to keep looking at it.

I lost a horse today.' 'That sounds careless. What happened?' 'She jumped off a cliff.' 'A cliff! Is that normal?

Taking risks is not being suicidal. Otherwise, skydivers need serious help.

You leave nothing to assumption," Dory Maud says. "You swallow her with your eyes. I'm surprised there's any of her left for the rest of us to see.

Boys,' she says, 'just aren't very good at being afraid.

Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his.

The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough. Actually, I know different. And it's still enough.

There doesn't seem like there should be an artful way to butcher a cow, but there is, and this is not it.

You're not going to die," I told her, lifting my head to look at her. "I'm not done writing songs about you yet.

If she and Sam ever had kids, they'd be gluten-intolerant out of self-defence.

When the end comes, dark and hungry I'll be alone, love When the end comes, black and starving I'll say good-bye, love.-from Golden Tongue: The Poems of Steven Slaughter

Listen to you sounding all badass. I bet you're just listening to a CD called 'The Sounds of Crime' while you cruise for chicks outside the Old Navy in your Camaro.

Blue was awfully fond of her father, considering she'd never met him.

at last no one decided And no one knocked And no one jumped up And no one opened And there stood no one And no one entered And no one said: welcome And no one answered: at last

I try very hard to keep my eyes from darting to Sean because I'm quite certain that no one will be able to miss how I look at him and how I find him looking back.

It was exactly what I wanted-beautiful distraction.

Dory is what Mum used to call a "strong-looking woman," which means that, from the back, she looked like a man, and, from the front, you preferred the back

I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.

She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you never forget no matter how many beautiful things you hear afterward.

when we're married, can we go to the ocean? I've never been

I'm an equation that only she solves, these X's and Y's by other names called. My way of dividing is desperately flawed as I multiply the days without her" - Page 165

Hello, Grace's parents. I'm Grace's boyfriend. Please notice the chaste distance between us. I am very responsible and have never had my tongue in your daughter's mouth.

Are you alone?" So that's what this call was about. For some reason, the question made my throat tighten. "No," I said, "Elvis is here. Would you like to talk to him?

This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf, and a girl who became one

Get some money, buy a red coffeepot, move out. Find a new place to plug it in.

I had risked everything, and I had nothing to show for it but my open hand, lying empty and palm up toward the ceiling.

I wasn’t sure if I was charmed by his reluctance to share a bed with a girl or insulted that, apparently, I wasn’t hot enough for him to charge the mattress like a bull.

I was losing sight of the wolf ahead of me; the one inside me seemed closer all of a sudden.

his voice was centuries old

she waited to change , and i waited to change , and we both wanted what we couldn't have

is this fragile love/ a way/ to say/ goodbye

and i was right here , almost right within reach , but still one thousand mile away

the intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .

I was born with these eyes. I was born for this life.