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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
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Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, That's how I would kiss you, if I loved you.
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Face flushed, I shook my head and stared at my white-knuckled grip on the bed. Of all my pet peeves, condescending adults were probably at the top of the list.
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I remembered the pain as clearly as if I were shifting — the pain of loss. I felt the agony of the single moment that I lost myself. Lost what made me Sam. The part of me that could remember Grace's name.
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They bit you. You should've changed, too, you know. Sometimes I wish I had, I told him. He closed his eyes, miles away on the other side of the bed. Sometimes I do, too.
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I folded myself against her body, breathing in the smell of my new life and matching my heartbeat to hers Sam, Linger
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The tourists always seem to want something. On Thisby, it's less about wanting, and more about being. I wonder after I say it if he'll think I sound like have no drive or ambition.
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I considered calling Grace to ask her what I should say to a reticent suicidal werewolf, but I'd left my phone somewhere. Car, maybe.
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One thousand ways to say good-bye One thousands ways to cry One thousand ways to hang your hat before you go outside I say good-bye good-bye good-bye I shout it out so loud Cause the next time that I find my voice I might not remember how.
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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.
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And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her, and me, holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands.
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He cared for languages dead long enough that they wouldn’t change on him.
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Would we be so enamored with dystopian fiction if we lived in a culture where violent death was a major concern? It wouldn't be escapism.
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When you traffic in monsters, that's the risk you run, that you'll find one too monstrous to stomach.
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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. He was laughing to himself, hushed and infectious, as if there was still any reason to be quite.
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It was the stop that happened when you made up your mind to confess, but your mouth betrayed you in the end.
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I had risked everything, and I had nothing to show for it but my open hand, lying empty and palm up toward the ceiling.
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Fate, Blue replied, glowering at her mother, is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.
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He sounded absolutely miserable. “Are you ever going to speak to me?
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The only thing is, the more I see him and Corr together, the more I think of how unbearable it would be for Sean to lose him. But we can't both win.
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We sat like that for a long while, and when we stood up, all my sad things were in boxes, and Beck was my father.
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