Quotes by Maggie Stiefvater

After you were bitten, I knew what would happen. I waited for you to change, every night, so I could bring you back and keep you from getting hurt. A chilly gust of wind lifter his hair and sent a shower of golden leaves glimmering down around him. He spred out his arms, letting them fall into his hands. He looked like a dark angel in an eternal autumn wood. Did you know you get one happy day for everyone you catch?I didnt know what he meant, even after he opened his fist to show me the quivering leaves crumpled in his palm.One happy day for every falling leaf you catch. Sams voice was low.I watched the egdes of the leaves slowly unfold, fluttering in the breeze.How long did you wait?It would have been romantic if hrd had the courage to look into my face to say it, but instead, he dropped his eyes to the ground and scuffed his boots in the leaves- countless possibilities for happy days- on the ground. I havent stopped.And I shouldve said something romantic too, but i didnt have the courage, either. So instead, I watched the shy way he was chewing his lip and studying the leaves, and said, That mustve been very borring.

Grace stopped in the door, dimly silhouetted by the dull gray morning light, and looked back at me, at my eyes, my mouth, my hands, in a way that made something inside me knot and unknot unbearably.I didnt think I belonged here in her world, a boy stuck between two lives, dragging the dangers of the wolves with me, but when she said my name, waiting for me to follow, I knew Id do anything to stay with her.

When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses.

I could have screamed, but I didnt. I could have fought, but I didnt. I just lay there and let it happen, wathcing the winter-white sky go gray above me. One wolf prodded his nose into my hand and agianst my cheek, casting a shadow along my face. His yellow eyes looked into mine as the other wolves moved me this way and that. I held onto those eyes for as long as I could. Yellow. And, up close, flecked brillantly with every shade of gold and hazel. I didnt want him to look away, and he didnt. I wanted to reach out and grab a hold of his ruff, but my hands stayed curled to my chest, my arms frozen to my body. I couldnt remember what it felt like to be warm. Then he was gone, without him, the other wolves closed in, too close, sufficating. Something seemed too flutter in my chest. There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldnt remember what the sky looked like. But I didnt die, I was lost in a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a sea of warmth. I remember this: his yellow eyes. I thought I would never see them again.

I stare at him. You cant risk not winning. Not because of me. Sean doesnt lift his eyes from the counter. We make our move when you make yours. You on the inside, me on the outside. Corr can come from the middle of the pack; hes done it before. Its one side you wont have to worry about. I say, I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick. Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, Its late for that, Puck.

I am an equation that only she solves, These Xs and Ys by other names called, My way of division is desperatley flawed, while I multiply days without her.

Scent is the strongest tie to memory.

Because you have only known me for like fourteen seconds and seven of those were us making out and you still know more about me than all of my friends in this stupid place.

Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.

They were not creating a mess. They were just slowly illuminating it.

She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a tiny, bloody angel in the snow, and they were going to destroy her.

Adam understood, then, that Gansey and Blue’s awe changed this place. Ronan and Adam may have seen this place as magical, but Gansey and Blue’s wonder made it holy.

Derisively, Ronan said, No. The ancient Greeks didnt have a word for Blue.Everyone at the table looked at him.What the hell, Ronan? said Adam.Its hard to imagine, Gansey mused, how this evidently successful classical education never seems to make it into your school papers.They never ask the right questions, Ronan replied.

I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.

Ronans bedroom door burst open. Hanging on the door frame, Ronan leaned out to peer past Gansey. He was doing that thing where he looked like both the dangerous Ronan he was now and the cheerier Ronan he had been when Gansey first met him.Hold on, Gansey told Adam. Then, to Ronan: Why would he be?No reason. Just no reason. Ronan slammed his door.Gansey asked Adam, Sorry. You still have that suit for the party?Adams response was buried in the sound of the second-story door falling open. Noah slouched in. In a wounded tone, he said, He threw me out the window!Ronans voice sang out from behind his closed door: Youre already dead!

I lost a horse today.That sounds careless. What happened?She jumped off a cliff.A cliff! Is that normal?

Its rude to stare, but the great thing about staring at a sedated person is that they dont know youre doing it.

I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look. For crying out loud, he said. Its a racoon. Poor thing, I said. It could be a rabid baby-killer, Cole told me primly. Shut up, Sam said pleasantly.

Are there any other missing persons living under your roof? Elvis? Jimmy Hoffa? Amelia Earhart? Id just like full disclosure now, before we go any further.

Make sure the seaweed lies flat.Okay.Leave an inch below the knee.Okay.Its got to be loose enough to put a finger in the top.Sean Kendrick. I say it emphatically enough that the stallions ears prick toward me. (...)Sean doesnt appear to be at all apologetic. I think youd better let me do that after all.Youre the one who had me in here in the first place. I say. Now I think its you who doesnt trust me.Its not just you, He replies.I glower at him. Well, Ill tell you what. Ill hold him and you wrap. That way, when its done wrong, theres only yourself to slap. And take your jacket. Im tired of holding it.