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Did you know you get one happy day for every one you catch?... One happy day for every falling leaf you catch -sam

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
Leaf
Catch
Falling
Happy
Fall
Every
Leafs

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I sat on the hill, the wind whispering through the long grass that surrounded me. I stared at the stars and wanted more than what I was and more than what the world was and just - wanted.
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The guitar, I said, will only obey its master. Yeah, Cole agreed, but Grace isn't here. He grinned at me slyly.
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The dog pranced delightedly around his feet as if he'd been gone to another planet instead of merely underneath a car.
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Some people see what they want to see.
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I'm quite happy for that smile, because Dad told me once you should be grateful for the gifts that are the rarest.
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It was exactly what I wanted-beautiful distraction.
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Oh, I'll buy fourteen dresses and build a road and name it after myself and try one of everything at Palsson's. Though I don't quite look up, I can still feel his gaze on me. It's a heavy thing, this look of his. He says, What's the real answer?
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You're getting your weird all over me.
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You made this?' Finn looks at me. 'No, Saint Anthony brought it to me in the night. He was very put out I didn't give it to you right then.
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Dying's a boring side effect.
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...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.
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whether they'll write the story of my life as a tragedy or an epic fantasy... I was wondering if it was going to be a kiss at the end, or sad music and a sweeping camera shot over the fields I once roamed freely. I'm hoping for the kiss, but expecting the sweeping camera shot.
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But by blood, no wolf am I
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To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that meant I loved her.
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She reached down and traced my eyebrows. 'You do have really beautiful eyes.' 'We get to keep them,' I said. Grace started at my voice. 'What?' 'It's the one thing we keep. Our eyes stay the same.' I unclenched my fists. 'I was born with these eyes. I was born for this life.
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I couldn't think of anything to say. I was idiotically entranced by the way he said Grace. The tone of it. The way his lips formed the vowels. The timbre of his voice stuck in my head like music.
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I was suddenly struck by how dissimilar we were. It occurred to me that if Grace and I were objects, she would be an elaborate digital clock, synced up with the World Clock in London with technical perfection, and I’d be a snow globe – shaken memories in a glass ball.
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I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.
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He lifted his eyes to the girl. She looked afraid. She always looked afraid, these days. The world was a scary place. She said: Take me with you. He woke up.
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I know not to trust anyone, i say. Except... Holly studies my face. You do fancy him, don't you? What a strange, wonderful, repressed place this is.
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