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I wish you could be kissed, Jane,' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed an arm toward the stars.

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Gansey
Kissed
Jane
Toward
Arms
Stars
Wish
Would

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There was something striking about her posture something about the tilt to her head. She was like a beautiful and lonely piece of art, lovely but unreachable.
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It (suicide) became a possibility like Maybe when I grow up, I will be dead. Life was a cake that looked good on the bakery shelf but turned to sawdust and salt when I ate it.
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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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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.
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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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Sam looked at me, yellow eyes catching and holding me. I miss being me. I miss you. All the time.
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I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I'm like a walking battery.
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Rilke says: Verweilung, auch am Verstrautesten nicht, ist uns gegeben - We are not allowed to linger, even with what is most intimate.
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I hear laughter and someone asks if I need help, not in a nice way. I snarl, What I need is for your mother to have thought a little harder nine months before your birthday.
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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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There was no sun there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.
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Sorry for hurting you, she said right in my ear, but it wasn't really an apology, because you don't bite someone's earlobe to tell them you're sorry.
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The journal and Gansey were clearly long acquainted, and he wanted her to know. This is me. The real me.
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Adam had once told Gansey, Rags to riches isn't a story anyone wants to hear until after it's done.
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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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Aren't you afraid?' 'Of what?' 'Of losing yourself.' 'That's what I'm hoping for.
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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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His face was just strange enough that she wanted to keep looking at it.
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