Top 500 Maggie Stiefvater Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “Was that what life did to them all? Chiseled them into harder, truer versions of themselves?”

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302. “Declan stood stiff as a middle-schooler hugged by a parent in front of school, but Jordan saw his nostrils flare and his eyes go terribly bright. He blinked, blinked, blinked and then he had his usual bland expression by the time the man stepped back. ‘I’m proud of you,’ he told Declan. Her dauntless Declan.”

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303. “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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304. “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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305. “Kissing in front of the loveless is an act of cruelty.”

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306. “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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307. “Ronan’s expression was still incendiary. His code of honor left no room for infidelity, for casual relationships. It wasn’t that he didn’t condone them; he couldn’t understand.”

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308. “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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309. “No, you used nouns and verbs together in a pleasing but illogical format.”

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310. “I am unknowable, Ronan Lynch.”

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311. “He had a carrying, congressional sort of voice, the kind that sounded good saying things like Less of a tax burden on the middle class and Thank you for your donation and Honey, could you bring me my sweater with the duck on it?”

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312. “Ronan shook his head, but then, with a wicked smile, he began to sing, “Squash one, squash two, s – ” “Not that one,” both Adam and Gansey said. “I’m not listening to that for three hours,” Adam said. Gansey pointed at Ronan until he began to breathily whistle a jaunty reel.”

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

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314. “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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315. “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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316. “Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn’t dream.”

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317. “It was Ronan, unperformed. No. Ronan, unprotected. This tone reminded Adam of that unshielded smile from before. Don’t play, he told himself. This is not a game. But it didn’t feel like a game, if he was being honest. Adrenaline whispered in his heart.”

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318. “Ronan Lynch – dreamer of dreams, fighter of men, skipper of classes – might.”

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

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321. “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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322. “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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323. “I focus on the elements of a movie that are meant to invisibly affect me as a viewer. The edges. As an author, Im aware of how the subconscious things can pluck at a readers emotions, and I love it when filmmakers do the same.”

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324. “Look, I realize both of you could happily strangle each other across the table, but I don’t think that’s the most effective use of our time, and frankly, I don’t think I have enough money to tip the waitress for that kind of clean-up. And look, here’s lunch. Let’s eat that instead of eachother.”

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325. “I’d learned a long time ago that one of the finest weapons in my arsenal was my ability to invade personal space.”

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326. “I was suddenly struck by how dissimilar we were. It occurred to me that if Grace and I were objects, she would be an elaborate digital clock, synced up with the World Clock in London with technical perfection, and I’d be a snow globe – shaken memories in a glass ball.”

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327. “He danced on the knife’s edge between awareness and sleep. When he dreamt like this, he was a king. The world was his to bend. His to burn.”

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328. “These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it’s me. Please.”

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329. “Adam Parrish – magician and puzzle, student and logician, man and boy.”

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330. “Your hair is all funky in the morning.”

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331. “History was always buried deep, even when you know where to look. And it was hard to excavate it without damaging it. Brushes and cotton swabs, not chisels and pickaxes. Slow work. You had to like doing it.”

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332. “The world turns out its pockets for you, boy.”

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333. “I hated it. I hated this. I hated feeling so terrible because of someone else.”

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334. “The piebald mare paws at the sand; I see her digging out of the corner of my eye and hear her grinding her teeth. That bridle’s her curse, this island her prison. She still smells of rot.”

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335. “Sailing to an island unknown Failing to find your way home you walk under a sea leagues beneath us.”

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336. “At the door to the helicopter, Gansey looked bad over his shoulder at them, his smile complicated when he saw them holding hands.”

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337. “The nonhuman world has patterns, too. Look at veins of a leaf, your hand, a tree, gold through rock, a river headed to sea, lightning. And again, again not just in the visible but also in the invisible. In the airflow, particles, sound waves, ley lines, too, veining across this poor, battered home of ours. Again, again, again. Everything predicts everything else. Everything affects everything else.”

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338. “Ronan was angry-every one of his emotions that wasn’t happiness was anger.”

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339. “Ronan was a cloud, and he was raining.”

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340. “I couldn’t imagine anyone ever reading a book enough to make it look like that. It looked like it had been driven over by a school bus after someone had taken a bath with it.”

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341. “The fact was, by the time she got to high school, being weird and proud of it was an asset. Suddenly cool, Blue could’ve happily had any number of friends. And she had tried. But the problem with being weird was that everyone else was ‘normal’“.”

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342. “There are too many people on horseback today trying to prove themselves, trying to prepare, trying to get faster. They haven’t discovered yet that it’s not the fastest who make it to race day. You only have to be the fastest of those who are left.”

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343. “He was not as soft as when I’d first met him, not as young, but the angles of his face, his quick gestures, the way he sucked in his lower lip to think before going on – I was in love with all of it.”

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344. “I wasn’t sure which of us was being more selfish – her, for wanting something that no one could promise, or me, for not promising her something that was too painfully impossible to want.”

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345. “I think every now and then about Sean’s thumb pressed against my wrist and daydream about him touching me again. But mostly I think about the way he looks at me – with respect – and I think that’s probably worth more than anything.”

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346. “He was struck by what a glorious and fearless animal Blue Sargent was, and he made a mental note to tell her that very thing, if she didn’t drown getting whatever the second thing was.”

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347. “And what else would he get into? Kavinsky’s dead so – Jesus Chrirst, listen to me. Jesus Christ.” The cave walls crumbled yet more; the ritual before had been imperfect. Gansey sat back against the wall and closed his eyes. Adam watched him swallow. Again he heard Gansey’s voice in the cave. “It’s okay,” Adam said. He did not care that Joseph Kavinsky was dead, but he liked that Gansey did. “I know what you meant.”

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348. “Need was Adam’s baseline, his resting pulse. Love was a privilege. Adam was privileged; he did not want to give it up. He wanted to remember again and again how it felt.”

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349. “There was no kindness on Mr. Gray’s face. “Unless you have hidden reserves of strength you didn’t display on the way down, we cannot carry her and Maura, and I know which one I prefer.”

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350. “Blue never grew tired of feeling particularly needed, but sometimes she wish needed felt less like a synonym for useful.”

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