1,704 Quotes by Maggie Stiefvater

Esto es como una montaña rusa. Subo y subo hacia el invierno, pero si no llego a la cima, puedo resbalar.

Grace, que se apoderaba de mis pensamientos cuando no podía soñar.

The throw truck driver and car-lot owner stood there, peering at us. Hier voice came through, muffled by the glass. ''You find what you're looking for?'' Grace reached across and rolled down the window. She was talking to him but looking at me, gaze intense, when she said, ''Absolutely.

Neatness makes me feel like I have to be on my best behavior. Clutter is my natural habitat.

The past was something that had happened to another version of himself, a version that could be lit and hurled away.

Death smells like birthday cake.

I tried to picture her in a class, any class, anywhere on campus, and failed miserably. I pictured her frolicking in a forest glade around some guy she'd just sacrificed to a heathen god. That image worked way better.

Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos.

I've been waiting for you forever." "Forever' as in several hundred years, or forever as in since my lesson began?