“Memories are like dreams. You remember how you got to the front of the classroom with no clothes on.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It was mint and memories and the past and the future and she felt as if she’d done this before and already… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
the intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form . — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
As I handed her the bag, the old scars on my wrist throbbed with buried memories. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I won't let this be my good-bye. I've folded one thousand paper crane memories of me and Grace, and I've made my… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I watched her and I watched the birds' shadows flit across her face, and I...wanted. I wanted more happy memories to hang… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf, and a girl who became one. I won't let… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I was suddenly struck by how dissimilar we were. It occurred to me that if Grace and I were objects, she would… — 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
I didn’t know how I could live with that knowledge, without it eating me up, without it poisoning every happy memory I… — 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
“It was impossible how some memories never decayed. In the old days - maybe even a few months before - Adam would… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I could still smell her on my fur. It clung to me, a memory of another world. I was drunk with it,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“When she opened her eyes, she was both in her body and watching it, nowhere near the cavity of the tree. The… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“There was quiet, and then Ronan said, "I better go feed the bird." But he looked down at the gearshift instead, eyes… — 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
