Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I sat on the hill, the wind whispering through the long grass that surrounded me. I stared at the stars and wanted… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I wish you could be kissed, Jane,' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
One thousand brilliant stars punched holes in my consciousness, pricking me with longing. I could stare at the stars for hours, their… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“recognized the strange happiness that came from loving something without knowing why you did, that strange happiness that was sometimes so big… — 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
Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret. His first secret was himself. He was brother to a liar and brother to… — 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 nurse. "Yes. Absolutely. I'll be right back." [...] "Thanks," I mumbled. "I'll just change here. He's not looking at anything at the moment." I gestured toward Sam, who was looking convincingly sedated. The nurse vanished through… — 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 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
