Quote

when we're married, can we go to the ocean? I've never been

Maggie Stiefvater

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Ocean
Married
Never

More quotes by Maggie Stiefvater

Image
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.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
The most dangerous and wonderful creature alive is the human.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
Calla readjusted, wrapping the silk around her other thigh instead. Which one's he again? The pretty one? Blue and Gansey exchanged a look. Blue's look said, I'm so, so sorry. Gansey's said, Am I the pretty one?
Maggie Stiefvater
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 that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again. For a long moment there was only the whirring sound of the tires on the road, and then Sam said softly, Thank you.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
Crashing into the trembling void Stretching my hand to you Losing myself to frigid regret Is this fragile love A way To say Good-bye
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
My chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn't quite understand. I waited. But Grace, the only person in the world I wanted to know me, just ran a wanting finger over the cover of one of the new hardcovers and walked out of the store without ever realising I was there, right within reach.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
I'm so tired I never want to wake up again. But I've figured out now that it was never them that made me feel that way. It was just me, all along.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
There was something unbearably sexy about cars at night, Ronan thought. The way the fenders twisted the light and reflected the road, the way every driver became anonymous. The sight of them knocked his heartbeat askew.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
It's for personal reasons, I say stiffly, which is what my mother had always told me to say about things that had to do with fighting with your brothers, getting any sort of illness that had intestinal ramifications, starting your period, and money.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
Adam wasn't certain what came first with Blue--her treating the boys as friends, or them all becoming friends. It seemed to Adam that this circular way to build relationships required a healthy amount of self-confidence to undertake. And it was a strange sort of magic that it felt like she'd always been hunting for Glendower with them.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
Now I am the unknown, the unknowable.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
I don't think I'd like to argue with you, I say. I think it would be a very dissatisfying pastime.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you never forget no matter how many beautiful things you hear afterward.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
The only thing was, she didn't really want to see the future. What she wanted was to see something no one else could see or would see, and maybe that was asking for more magic that was in the world.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
With his back to us, Sean tugs the halter from the mare's head. She kicks out, but he steps out of the way as if it were nothing at all. With a shake of her mane, she leaps mightily into the water. For a moment she struggles over the waves, and then she is swimming. Just a wild black horse in a deep blue sea full of the ashes of other dead boys.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
Does anyone ask you why you stay, Sean Kendrick? They do. And why do you? The sky and the sand and the sea and Corr.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
You really didn't see the sadness or the longing unless you already knew it was there. But that was the trick, wasn't it? Everyone had their disappointment and their baggage only, some people carried it in their inside pockets and not on their backs.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
The walls of the arch are covered with blood-red jellies that wink and glisten at me by the light of the moon. My father told me they were completely harmless. I don't believe him. Nothing is completely harmless.
Maggie Stiefvater
Image
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.
Maggie Stiefvater