1,704 Quotes by Maggie Stiefvater

Do you know what keeps poor people down, Mr. Parrish? It’s not a lack of income. It’s a poverty of imagination. The trailer park dreams of the suburbs, and the suburbs dreams of the city, the city dreams of the stars, so on and so forth. The poor can imagine the throne, but not being kingly. Poverty of imagination.

It said, Qui facit per alium facit per se.Greenmantle knew the proverb.He who does a thing by the agency of another does it himself.

She didn’t bother to say, But you’ll be waiting in darkness. Nor did she say, If I vanish immediately into the lake, you’ll have to find your way out of here sightless. Because he’d already known both these things when he had given it to her.

I was three. What did I know?” Ronan turned away, lashes low over his eyes, expression hidden, burdened by being born, not made.

From Ronan's room, he heard Noah's laugh. He and Ronan were throwing various objects from the second-story window to the parking low below. There was a terrific crash.Ronan's voice rose, exasperated. "Not that one, Noah.

Raven." There was a long pause as Ronan regarded his hand. "Maybe a crow. But I doubt it. I...yeah, seriously doubt it. Corvus corax."Even drunk, Ronan knew the Latin name for the common raven.

It's only you," whispered Orphan Girl. She was holding his hand crouched down next to him. "Why do you hate you?"Ronan thought about it.The albino night horror swept in, talons opening.Ronan stood up, stretching out his arm like he would to Chainsaw."I don't," he said.And he woke up.

Ronan kept going, his voice louder. “No. Do you hear me, Cabeswater? You promised to keep me safe. Who are we to you? Nothing? If you let him die, that is not keeping me safe. Do you understand? If they die, I die, too.

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