...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I lost a horse today.' 'That sounds careless. What happened?' 'She jumped off a cliff.' 'A cliff! Is that normal? — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Listen to you sounding all badass. I bet you're just listening to a CD called 'The Sounds of Crime' while you cruise… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The tourists always seem to want something. On Thisby, it's less about wanting, and more about being." I wonder after I say… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?"… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
You're beautiful and sad," I said finally, not looking at him when I did. "Just like your eyes. You're like a song… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It was about falling asleep with Sam's chest pressed against my back so I could feel his heart slow to match mine.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
This time of year, I live and breathe the beach. My cheeks feel raw with the wind throwing sand against them. My… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I missed the sound of her shuffling her homework while I listened to music on her bed. I missed the cold of… — 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