“They had some things in common: Gansey had once been killed by hornets. Henry's family business was on the cutting edge of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“They had some things in common: Gansey had once been killed by hornets. Henry's family business was on the cutting edge of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“At this, Gansey rolled over onto his back and folded his hands on his chest. He wore a salmon polo shirt, which,… — 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
“Ronan, silent to this point, said, 'I'm going to kill him.' Gansey had a sudden, terrible vision of it: Ronan's hands painted… — 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
“Henry shuffled the jewelled insect back out of his pocket. It amber heart warmed light through the pit again. “Back in the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Where the hell is Ronan?" Gansey asked, echoing the words that thousands of humans had uttered since mankind developed speech. As he… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I couldn't sleep," Gansey said truthfully. Then, after a pause, "You're not going to try to kill Greenmantle, are you?" Ronan's chin… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“So they were at an impasse. "Gansey boy! DICK." Ronan whirled and walked backward to face the shouter. He spread his arms… — 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
