1,704 Quotes by Maggie Stiefvater

The enormity of the world grew and grew inside Adam, and he didn’t know if he could hold it. He was just a boy. Was he meant to know this?

I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. “Surprise attack,” I said. Sam leaned down and kissed me back, his mouth lingering on mine, teeth grazing my lower lip, making me shiver. “Surprise attack back.” “Sneaky,” I said, my voice breathier than I intended.

This was the dream: sitting in the passenger seat of Joseph Kavinsky’s Mitsubishi, the odor of a crash clinging to Ronan’s clothing, the white dash lights carving Kavinsky a gaunt and wild face, foully seductive lyrics spitting from the speakers, the vein-covered peaks of Kavinsky’s knuckles on the gearshift between them.

How ungrateful they’d become, how greedy for better wonders.

Somehow seeing his parents always reminded him of how little he’d accomplished.

I couldn’t shed the cold; it clung to every bit of me.

I am not a huge fan of the one-sided pining romances where the guy is a perfect love-object because we don’t see inside his head.

I might never ride Corr again. I don’t know who I am without him.

And they dreamt. They dreamt and dreamt, and the stars wheeled overhead and away and the moon hid in the trees and the sun moved around the car.