Maggie Stiefvater Quotes

It’s been a full week since she left and all you’ve done is sulk like a dying cow. (Kish)

Just because she's leaving, don't start believing, that your rock and roll days are gone.

I watched her for a long time, memorizing her shoulders, her long-legged gait. This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't crying, that it wasn't the worst day of their lives. That they didn't want their mothers to come running after them, begging their forgiveness, that they wouldn't have gone down on their knees and thanked god if they could stay.

Sooner or later even the fastest runners have to stand and fight.

Better to have loved and lost than to live with regret.

I believe that history is not made by cynics. It is made by realists who are not afraid to dream. Let us be these people.

Letting go of someone we love is the hardest thing we will ever do. Some people never surrender to love for the fear of being hurt. But to not have loved, to not have felt the immense joy it brings, would have been a far worse kind of death.

Go head Taggert. Take your best shot.

Do you—do you think I want to—do you think I give a—I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!" Harry roared. "You will," said Dumbledore sadly. "Because you are not nearly as mad at me as you ought to be. If you are to attack me, as I know you are close to doing, I would like to have thoroughly earned it.

I am the one, Not Running, Not Staying, But FACING

A person could leave you so quickly. So much history and time and memories, but they snuck away from you, and other things took their place. How could you hold on? Wait. A bigger question. The biggest. How could you hold on and let go?

Percy pushed on his side furiously and the crack closed. His eyes blazed with anger. She hoped he wasn’t mad at her, but if he was she couldn’t blame him. If it keeps him going, she thought, then let him be angry.

Hermione drew herself to her full height; her eyes were narrowed and her hair seemed to crackle with electricity. "No," she said, her voice quivering with anger, "but I will write to your mother.

The Patch I knew didn't run from anyone.

"You going back," she said. "You ain't going to run away from this, Grant."

Recently abandoned women can be complicated.

It was like a death in the family: You go through the mourning stage, then the rebellion, and then all of a sudden you have to find life by yourself. . . . I loved everything about marriage. I loved having a companion to wake up with and have barbecues with. But things happen and people grow apart. I don't really ever talk about the divorce because it was a heart-wrenching thing to go through.

Pride had kept her running when love had betrayed her.

I planned my whole future around Adam," she said now, quietly. "And now I have nothing." "No," I told her, "now you just don't have Adam. There's a big difference, Lissa. You just can't see it yet.

The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight. The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You.

You who have inhabited me in the deepest and most broken place, are going, going

Thou must (in commanding and winning, or serving and losing, suffering or triumphing) be either anvil or hammer.

I can't believe you just did that! Are you crazy?" I gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Why do people keep asking me that?" He turned to stare at me, his eyes worried. "Who else keeps asking you that? Are any of them doctors?

I wake up every morning and it's like when you break up with somebody who has really broken your heart.