...she made her home in between the pages of books. Maggie Stiefvater More Quotes by Maggie Stiefvater More Quotes From Maggie Stiefvater [I]t just makes me tired even thinking about it. It reminds me of that feeling I had before I left. Like my lungs were made of lead. Like I can't even think about starting to care about anything. Like I either wish that they were all dead, or I was, because I can't stand the pull of all that history between us. That's before I even pick up the phone. I'm so tired I never want to wake up again. But I've figured out now that it was never them that made me feel that way. It was just me, all along. Maggie Stiefvater tiredphonesthinking names are a way to keep people in your mind Maggie Stiefvater namesmindpeople Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. "You did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kitchen window, where I couldn't see you very well." "And not enough time mostly naked in front of my bedroom window?" I teased. Sam turned bright red. "That," he said, "is so not the point of this conversation. Maggie Stiefvater kitchenselflaughing This is Rilke. I wish I had written it for you. Maggie Stiefvater writtenwish Self-confidence is not the same thing as ego. This is not to say that the two don’t (frequently) dance hand in hand down the street, pushing over old ladies in crosswalks and kicking baby kittens. But they are definitely not the same entity. Ego is thinking you have all the answers. Self-confidence is knowing you don’t have the answers, but being pretty sure that you will be able to find them. Maggie Stiefvater self-confidencebabythinking You're the nicest boy ever,", I told him, feeling undeserving and terrible. "You didn't have to get me anything. I like thinking about you thinking about me when I'm not around. Maggie Stiefvater thinking-about-youfeelingsboys I could have screamed, but I didn’t. I could have fought, but I didn’t. I just lay there and let it happen, watching the winter-white sky go gray above me. Maggie Stiefvater whiteskywinter Grace reached over and began stroking her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and let her drive me crazy. Maggie Stiefvater crazyeyehair I am alone in the world, and yet not alone enough to make each hour holy. I am lowly in this world, and yet not lowly enough for me to be just a thing to you, dark and shrewd. I want my will and I want to go with my will as it moves towards action. And I want, in those silent, somehow faltering times, to be with someone who knows, or else alone. I want to reflect everything about you, and I never want to be too blind or too ancient to keep your profound wavering image with me. I want to unfold. I don't want to be folded anywhere, because there, where I'm folded, I am a lie. Maggie Stiefvater darklyingmoving Avoiding a bathtub because your parents tried to kill you in one isn't the same as avoiding your entire life by becoming a wolf. Maggie Stiefvater avoidingbecomingparent There are three big things going for The Scorpio Races: first, it is set on a beautiful but wild island in the middle of the cold Atlantic Ocean. That would've seduced me as a teen reader. Second, It is full of beautiful but killer horses being trained for a dangerous race. Actually, that would've seduced me as a teen reader as well. At third it involves a very repressed love story with a very Mr. Darcy-like love interest. Maggie Stiefvater horseoceanbeautiful My most memorable adventure was investigating the chalk cliffs in Yorkshire. While clambering over kelp-covered boulders half-covered by the sea, I fell and smashed my tail bone on one of them. Maggie Stiefvater seamemorableadventure I'd be happy with this summer if it's all we ever had. Maggie Stiefvater shiverifssummer I thought I heard---" Gansey broke off. His eyes dropped to where Adam held Blue's hand. Again his face was somewhat puzzled by the fact of their hand-holding. Adam's grip tightened, although she didn't think he meant for it to. Maggie Stiefvater eyebluethinking What do you mean? Grace Brisbane, you do not mean that you're not going back home again. Tell me that this was just because you were momentarily angry at them for grounding you. Or even tell me it's because you could not live without The Boy's stunning Boyfruits for another night. But don't tell me you think it's forever! Maggie Stiefvater homeboysmean I don't trust the ocean, either; it would kill me as soon as not. It doesn't mean I'm afraid of it. Maggie Stiefvater oceanfearmean He smiled tolerantly at her. Rubbing his smooth chin its recently assassinated chin hairs, he studied her. She barely came up to Ronan's shoulder, but she was every bit as big as he, every bit as present. Maggie Stiefvater smoothbigshair My whole life, I had thought that my story was, again and again: Once upon a time, there was a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really, the story was: Once upon a time, there was a boy, and his fear ate him alive. Maggie Stiefvater riskfearboys Now, I was a fan of the simple pleasures in life: grilled cheese sandwiches without black flecks on the crust, jeans that didn't pinch the better parts of me, an inch of vodka, ten to twelve hours of sleep. - Cole St Clair, Forever. Maggie Stiefvater cheese-sandwichessimplesleep I am standing here in the shed, and I'm waiting to see if my seeds are going to poke out ofthe dirt. I don't know if it's too early to look for signs of life or if, this time, winter has claimed my family for good. Maggie Stiefvater waitingwinterlooks
