Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Thanks,” I say, and Finn looks uncomfortable. Mum used to say he was like a faerie he didn't like to be thanked. I add, “Sorry.
Maggie Stiefvater
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Used
Thanked
Looks
Faerie
Like
Mum
Add
Uncomfortable
Thanks
Sorry
Didn
Finn
More quotes by Maggie Stiefvater
I do all of my good thinking at over 65 miles per hour. The speed limit is, luckily, the same speed as my brainstorming speed.
Maggie Stiefvater
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
This is about as comforting as a cold brick when you're lonely.
Maggie Stiefvater
Thery're both iron, isn't that funny? Funny haha or funny strange? James handed them back to me Funny 'occult' Ah. Funny strange James looked at me sternly, Don't start that. I'm supposed to be the humorous one
Maggie Stiefvater
Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. You did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kitchen window, where I couldn't see you very well. And not enough time mostly naked in front of my bedroom window? I teased. Sam turned bright red. That, he said, is so not the point of this conversation.
Maggie Stiefvater
In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.
Maggie Stiefvater
Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret.
Maggie Stiefvater
I wasn’t sure which of us was being more selfish—her, for wanting something that no one could promise, or me, for not promising her something that was too painfully impossible to want.
Maggie Stiefvater
I slithered out of the sinkhole on my stomach. It was not the sexiest move I'd ever performed, but I was impressed nonetheless.
Maggie Stiefvater
Maura whirled towards Blue. Blue, if you ever see that man again, you just walk the other way. No, Calla corrected. Kick him in the nuts. Then run the other way.
Maggie Stiefvater
You're not going to die, I told her, lifting my head to look at her. I'm not done writing songs about you yet.
Maggie Stiefvater
My most memorable adventure was investigating the chalk cliffs in Yorkshire. While clambering over kelp-covered boulders half-covered by the sea, I fell and smashed my tail bone on one of them.
Maggie Stiefvater
Clutter is my natural habitat.
Maggie Stiefvater
I focus on the elements of a movie that are meant to invisibly affect me as a viewer. The edges. As an author, Im aware of how the subconscious things can pluck at a readers emotions, and I love it when filmmakers do the same.
Maggie Stiefvater
Sometimes Ronan thought Adam was so used to the right way being painful that he doubted any path that didn’t come with agony.
Maggie Stiefvater
It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.
Maggie Stiefvater
It occurred to me that there was a story behind the scar -- maybe not as dramatic as the story of my wrists, but a story nonetheless -- and the fact that everyone had a story behind some mark on their inside or outside suddenly exhausted me, the gravity of all those untold pasts.
Maggie Stiefvater
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
He was not as soft as when I'd first met him, not as young, but the angles of his face, his quick gestures, the way he sucked in his lower lip to think before going on - I was in love with all of it.
Maggie Stiefvater
He was struck by the details of the moment. This was something he needed to remember, when he dreamt. This feeling right here: heart thudding, pollen sticky on his fingertips, July pricking sweat at his breastbone, the smell of gasoline and someone else's charcoal grill.
Maggie Stiefvater