Maggie Stiefvater Quotes

There is no rapture in the love which is prompted by esteem; such affection is lasting, not passionate.

I love thee, and it is my love that speaks

Do you love him?" Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. "He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

I love you. I don't know when it started, years ago or weeks. But I know my heart's lost to you, and I wouldn't have it another way. You're what I want, all there is of you.

Alexander to Tatiana: I love you as much as it is possible for a man to love a woman.

I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.

I believe in love. I think it just hits you and pulls the rug out from underneath you and, like a baby, demands your attention every minute of the day.

Love is friendship that has caught fire . . .

All I think of ever is that I love you.

It is difficult to define love; all we can say is, that in the soul it is a desire to rule, in the mind it is a sympathy, and in the body it is a hidden and delicate wish to possess what we love-Plus many mysteries.

My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

I love you, Marks. My heart is completely and utterly yours. And unfortunately for you, the rest of me comes with it.

I think she was the love of his life. When you've got one of those, it does stuff to you. It makes you think about them even when you're doing routine things. It makes you want to protect them, to make them happy and safe.

I was thinking about this girl you love so much," she said, "And this place I love so much. And how that happens. How you can just fall into it.

How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

It wasn‟t even desire. It was far more than that. It was love. Love. With a capital L and swirly script and hearts and flowers and whatever else the angels— and yes, all those annoying little cupids—wished to use for embellishment.

When you get to play a character that's in love, it's cool. Once you have love as a motivator in a story, your character is free to do anything.

My God, I'm so in love with my boyfriend.

And yet he had loved her. A Bookish girl heedless of her beauty, unconscious of her effect. She'd been prepared to live her life alone but from the moment he'd known her he'd needed her.

And she's fair I love.

I love you girl...to the moon and back.

I have never loved anyone for love's sake except, perhaps, Josephine - a little.

I don't hate you, I love you, you're part of myself, you're my heart and when you go it's my heart torn out and carried away--

You know you're in love with somebody when you wake up next to them, comfortable despite your breath smelling like the week-old water at the bottom of a vase, when you are terribly excited to see them, to talk to them again, having missed them after all that sleep.