Top 500 Maggie Stiefvater Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “I had so much free time that free time was meaningless.”

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252. “I’d always liked jogging because it was a place to think.”

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253. “This new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and abusive.”

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254. “You can hear a miracle a long way after dark. Miracles are very like radio waves in this way. Not many people realize that the ordinary radio wave and the extraordinary miracle have much in common. Left to their own devices, radio waves would not be audible for much more than forty or fifty miles. They travel on perfectly straight paths from their broadcast source, and because the Earth is round, it does not take them long to part ways with the ground and head out to the stars.”

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255. “His mother had told him that when you looked into the eyes of God at the pearly gates, all the questions you ever had were answered. Ronan had a lot of questions. Waking Glendower might be like that. Fewer angels attending, and maybe a heavier Welsh accent. Slightly less judgment.”

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256. “He was full of so many wants, too many to prioritize, and so they all felt desperate.”

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257. “Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society.”

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258. “I wonder how long it will take for me to feel as adult inside as I look outside.”

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259. “Sean takes my ponytail in his hand, his fingers touching my neck, and then he tucks my hair into my collar out of the reach of the wind. He avoids my gaze. Then he links his arm back around me and pushes his calf into Corr’s side.”

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260. “Something strange and chemical was happening to the Gray Man. Once, he’d been stabbed with a screwdriver – Phillips head, bright blue handle – and falling in love with Maura Sargent was exactly the same.”

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261. “Desire and dread lay right next to each other in his heart, each sharpening the other.”

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262. “The appetizers were delicious, not because of the kitchen, but because all food eaten in anticipation of a kiss is delicious.”

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263. “Friendship of the unshakeable kind. Friendship you could swear on. That could be busted nearly to breaking and come back stronger than before.”

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264. “How quickly George Holly’s become one of us – that I should be riding in a race against a few dozen capaill uisce and he thinks it’s the men I should be worried about.”

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265. “I’m bored. I need to be entertained. Sam is moping. I may kill him with his own guitar. It would give me something to do and also make him say something. Two birds with one stone!”

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266. “When Ronan thought of Gansey, he thought of moving into Monmouth Manufacturing, of nights spent in companionable insomnia, of a summer searching for a king, of Gansey asking the Gray Man for his life. Brothers.”

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267. “I am just a mythological creature, after all. I technically shouldn’t exist.”

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268. “Would we be so enamored with dystopian fiction if we lived in a culture where violent death was a major concern? It wouldn’t be escapism.”

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269. “I know you are not the same as him, Adam said. But in my head, everything is always so tangled. I am such a damaged thing.”

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270. “You swallow her with your eyes. I’m surprised there’s any of her left for the rest of us to see.”

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271. “There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn’t remember what the sky looked like. But I didn’t die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.”

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272. “I slithered out of the sinkhole on my stomach. It was not the sexiest move I’d ever performed, but I was impressed nonetheless.”

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273. “He cared for languages dead long enough that they wouldn’t change on him.”

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274. “Not all. Some of them he probably lectured to death.”

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275. “He was so much more dangerous when he wasn’t angry.”

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276. “I don’t think I ever believed in love, not really. Just though it was something James Bond made up, a long time ago, to get laid.”

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277. “I wasn’t sure what expression I was expecting her to wear when she saw that it was me. I’d braced myself for disgust or anger. But she just looked at me like I was – nothing. An annoyance, maybe.”

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278. “The air smelled better than peach cobbler, all clean and fresh and alive with rain, electricity, pine resin. If.”

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279. “He was jingling his keys in the pocket of his coat – one of those barn coats described as rugged and classic and four hundred dollar that were usually worn by people who spend more time in Land Rovers than barns.”

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280. “I am a beautiful thing, shaped for fighting.”

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281. “Sam pushed open the door without waiting for my answer. A wonderful wave of new-book smell came rushing out, reminding me immediately of Christmas. My parents always got me books for Christmas. With a melodic ding, the shop door swung shut behind us, and Sam released my hand. “Where to? I’ll buy you a book. I know you want one.”

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282. “He lifted his eyes to the girl. She looked afraid. She always looked afraid, these days. The world was a scary place. She said: “Take me with you.” He woke up.”

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283. “I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye.”

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284. “Was that what life did to them all? Chiseled them into harder, truer versions of themselves?”

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285. “They were headed back to Henrietta in the Pig, Gansey’s furiously orange-red ancient Camaro. Gansey drove, because when it was the Camaro, he always drove. And the conversation was about Glendower, because when you were with Gansey, the conversation was almost always about Glendower.”

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286. “Ronan kept staring at Whelk. He was good at staring. There was something about his stare that took something from the other person.”

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287. “Teenagers want to be able to fight for what’s right – but finding out what’s right is now 90 percent of the battle.”

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288. “Kissing in front of the loveless is an act of cruelty.”

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289. “She attempted to turn again; I held on. I wasn’t holding tight enough to keep her, but she wasn’t pulling hard enough to get away.”

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290. “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.”

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291. “I don’t think I could ever give up music. It’s what makes me tick. If there was no music, there would be no writing.”

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

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293. “As you learn who you are, you can better surround yourself with friends who make you a better person, and that sometimes only happens when you disassemble old relationships.”

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294. “Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn’t dream.”

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295. “Dream me the world. Something new for every night.” Gansey said.”

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296. “As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the paper and ink inside the covers so that the smell of unread words hung in the air.”

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297. “I probably can’t stop you from meeting him anyway,” Maura said. “I mean, if Neeve is right about why you saw him. You’re fated to meet him.” “Fate,” Blue replied, glowering at her mother, “is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.”

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298. “She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.”

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299. “All of them are men, not a girl amongst them unless you count Tommy Falk because his lips are so pretty.”

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300. “The big thing in my family growing up is that everybody had to play a musical instrument. We were like the von Trapps.”

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