Maggie Stiefvater Quotes - Page 2

Fate," Blue replied, glowering at her mother, "is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.

Don't panic. Are you sitting? You probably don't need to sit. Well, possibly. At least lean on something.

I always listen to you. Except when I don't.

I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.

Is this thing safe?"
"Safe as life," Gansey replied.

Life's pain. You just have to get over as much of it as you can.
-Isabel Culpeper

Mum liked to say that some things happen for a reason, that sometimes obstacles were there to stop you from doing something stupid.

right in this moment, I can´t even remember what unhappy feels like.

His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.

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.

his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively - I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be.

When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses.

I am an equation that only she solves, These X's and Y's by other names called, My way of division is desperatley flawed, while I multiply days without her.

Questa è una storia d'amore. Non immaginavo che l'amore potesse declinarsi in così tanti generi, nè che l'amore potesse indurre le persone a fare le cose più disparate.
Non immaginavo che esistessero modi tanto diversi di dirsi addio.

Scent is the strongest tie to memory.

Because you have only known me for like fourteen seconds and seven of those were us making out and you still know more about me than all of my friends in this stupid place.

Sam reached his hand toward mine, and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile, he pulled my hand toward his nose and took a sniff, and then another one. His smile widened, though it was still shy. It was absolutely adorable, and my breath got caught somewhere in my throat.

She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a tiny, bloody angel in the snow, and they were going to destroy her.

Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.

Blue remained secretly hopeful that, somewhere out there in the world, there were other odd people like her.