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 Image
The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough. Actually, I know different. And it's still enough. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The piebald mare paws at the sand; I see her digging out of the corner of my eye and hear her grinding… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sailing to an island unknown Failing to find your way home you walk under a sea leagues beneath us — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I think that’s a mercy of this island, actually, that it won’t give us our terrible memories for long, but let us… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Cole grasped a handful of vials and syringes with one hand and dumped them on the island in front of me. They… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I can't really believe that it's over. "I'll speak for her." Every face turns to where Sean Kendrick stands a little apart… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
In the night, I've shrunk and everyone else on the island has grown. They're all nine feet tall and men and I'm… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
When Dove moves up from a canter to a gallop, sometimes the only way I can tell the difference is because her… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I can see her clearly, standing on the rock beside Peg Gratton, unflinching before Eaton and the rest of the race committee.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
There are three big things going for The Scorpio Races: first, it is set on a beautiful but wild island in the… — 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
