“There was nothing particularly special about her, except that she was good with numbers, and very good at lying, and she made… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“It's beyond him now. It's time for you to do your own thing." "My thing? My thing only worked if Grace was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She reached down and traced my eyebrows. 'You do have really beautiful eyes.' 'We get to keep them,' I said. Grace started… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam:"Okay, what words would you use then?" I leaned back in the seat, thinking, as Sam looked at me doubtfully. He was… — 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
Many, many readers have written asking me wistfully about the nature of Sam and Grace's relationship, and I can assure you, that… — 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
What were you thinking about? When I came in?" "Being Sam," I said. "What a nice thing to be," Grace said. And… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The room went dark and, after a moment, Grace whispered that she loved me, sounding a little sad. I wrapped my arms… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
What are you wishing for?' Grace interrupted. 'To kiss you,' I said to her. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam: “You—you greatly overestimate my self-control.” Grace: “I’m not looking for self-control. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I remembered the pain as clearly as if I were shifting — the pain of loss. I felt the agony of the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Long after the other voices had dropped away, Sam kept howling, very soft and slow. When he finally fell silent, the night… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Because I knew it wasn't for forever." Grace touched his hair and he bent his head to kiss her, quiet as a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Sam came around the back of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. "Oh my God, what is that?" I… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam- " After you were bitten, i knew what would happen. I waited for you to change, every night, so i could… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Grace. I held on to that name. If I kept that in my head, I would be OK. Grace. I was shaking,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Grace,” I said, very softly. “Say something.” Sam,” she said, and I crushed her to me. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Forever?" Sam's lips smiled, but above his grin, his yellow eyes turned sad, as if he knew it was a lie. "Longer.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders… — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“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 Image
