“Is this the way life is supposed to be? Maybe it would be better not to know.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
People don't change who they are. They only change what they do with it. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“If you're reading this, I'm either a wolf for good, or you're Ulrik and you should get the hell out of my… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Life's pain. You just have to get over as much of it as you can. -Isabel Culpeper — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Cole said, “You’re the only good thing I’ve ever done in my life.” I replied, “I’m sorry I’m such a wreck.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
World of words lost on the living / I take my place with the walking dead / Robbed of my voice I'm… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It seemed like the best weapons in my life had always been the most innocuous: empty plastic bins, a blank CD, an… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Life was a cake that looked good on the bakery shelf but turned to sawdust and salt when I ate it.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, Gansey felt like his life was made up of a dozen hours that he could never forget. Pulling” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, Gansey felt like his life was made up of a dozen hours that he could never forget.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It (suicide) became a possibility like Maybe when I grow up, I will be dead. Life was a cake that looked good… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“My patchwork life: quiet Sunday, coffee on Grace’s breath, the unfamiliar landscape of the lumpy new scar on my arm, the dangerous… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
My whole life, I had thought that my story was, again and again: Once upon a time, there was a boy, and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Gansey turned the key. The engine turned over once, paused for the briefest of moments - and then roared to deafening life.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“If there was a great creator who had fashioned us in his own image, why, then, was life not made in the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Why did you even come here, Cole?” I touched her chin. This place, this beautiful place, this girl, this beautiful girl, this… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Flustered, she replied, "You're not my - my - grandmother, or something." "You'd talk about this with your grandmother? I can't possibly… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, I was very shy and you wouldn't even see me in a room. Then, when I was 16,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I touched my lips to hers again, and this time, it was a very different sort of kiss. It was six years’… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“You don't have to do this," Ronan said. "There isn't anything else, man." "There's reality." Kavinsky laughed the word. "Reality! Reality's what… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Afterward, Isabel drove me home and I shut myself in the study with Rilke, and I read and I wanted. And leaving… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Hers was a memory made up of snapshorts: being dragged through the snow by a pack of wolves, first kiss tasting of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“You just don't want me to like them as well as I do because... you're trying to save me from being hurt?… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
What a grin he had, what ferocious eyes, what a creature he was. He had dreamt himself an entire life and death.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
That night, like every other night since I’d met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parents’ muffled movements… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Tell me what it's like. The race." What it's like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Francisco, who had lived in the San Luis Valley his entire life and under the drought for half of that life, could… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“One/Or the Other was about the Cole that I heard in the monitors on stage versus the Cole that paced the hotel… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“...He kissed me again, farther up my neck, and I pushed him back against the wall. My mind searched for the logical… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“When I started everything, and by everything, I mean life , suicide was a joke. If I have to ride in that… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“She loved all the wolves behind her house, but she loved one of them most of all. And this one loved her… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“It had been a long time ago, but also, it was no time at all. Sometimes, Gansey felt like his life was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
she's the only thing that's made my life worth living and if that's all I get, a few months with her- a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Her eyes on my eyes. I was tearing apart, inside and outside. Her life. My life.” — 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
