“Adam smiled cheerily. Ronan would start wars and burn cities for that true smile, elastic and amiable.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Ronan spit on the ground beside the BMW. “I didn’t even realize that ‘midget’ was the Adam Parrish type,” he said. He” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Adam had once told Gansey, "Rags to riches isn't a story anyone wants to hear until after it's done. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It was nothing, but it was Adam Parrish's nothing. How he hated and loved it. How proud he was of it, how… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I guess now would be a good time to tell you," He said. "I took Chainsaw out of my dreams. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Where do you live?" Adam's mouth was very set. "A place made for leaving" "That's not really an answer." "It's not really… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“You be careful, Adam Parrish. 'Cause one day you might get what you ask for. There might be girls in Henrietta who'll… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Adam twisted off the lid. Inside was a colorless lotion that smelled of mist and moss. Replacing the lid with a frown,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“He could not remember the last time he had cried. He did not want to stand and show them his teary face… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Adam Parrish was always thinking about his resources: money, time, sleep. On a school night, even one with supernatural threats breathing on… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Adam was beginning to realize he hadn't known Ronan at all. Or rather, he had known part of him and assumed it… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Adam didn't look at him when he said, finally, "It doesn't matter how you say it. It's what you wanted, in the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Gansey thought of one hundred things that he could say to Adam about how it would be all right, how it was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“From the passenger seat, Ronan began to swear at Adam. It was a long, involved swear, using every forbidden word possible, often… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“The mere mention of Ronan Lynch’s name had scraped something raw inside Whelk. Because it was never Ronan by himself, it was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“And what else would he get into? Kavinsky's dead so--Jesus Chrirst, listen to me. Jesus Christ." The cave walls crumbled yet more;… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Being Adam Parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. He was a miracle of moving… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Ronan pointed at the cart. "Get in there." "What?" He just continued pointing. Adam said, "Give me a break. This is a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Granddad said I needed to get some muscles because I was looking gay these days. No, he didn't really say that. Speaking… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“Once upon a time, there lived a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really the story was:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-" "Oh!" Cried the poor… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“At least when he was at Aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“I asked,”Are you going to pick up next time I call you?” ”I did this time didn’t I?” “Say yes.” “Yes. Conditionally yes.”…... …”What… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
Tell me what it's like. The race." "What it's like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The fastest and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“I felt a tickle on my skin; it took me a moment to realize that Cole was driving his die-cast Mustang up my arm.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
Happiness isn't something this island yields easily; the ground is too rocky and the sun too sparse for it to flourish. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
