...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Okay, outside," the clerk said. "Conversation outside. Bye! Have a nice night! — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I thought, possibly, that what I really needed was to go where nobody knew me and start over again, with none of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
No, you have to talk first. You wanted to talk. It means you say something and I respond and you talk back… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
A novel is a conversation starter, and if the author isn't there for the after-party, both the writer and the reader are… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It's a hard thing to hold a civil conversation after recalling that one party has used a Taser on the other, so… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It's a lovely answer and takes me entirely by surprise. I hadn't realized we were having a serious conversation, or I think… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
At one store, Gansey had started to pay for Blue's potato chips and she'd snatched them away. "I don't want you to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Don't take this the wrong way," Blue replied. Her cheeks felt a little warm, but she was well into this conversation and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The place smelled like Sam -- or, I guess, he smelled like the store. Like ink and old building and something more… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. "You did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kitchen window, where… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“So would you do me a favor and come over and talk to him?” Blue used one millisecond of her time to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that… — 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
