Top 500 Maggie Stiefvater Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “Demon’s coming! Everyone dies. Except for her useless father. He’ll live for ever.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

302. “Is it your – your thoughts that are in Latin? Or the dialogue? Do other people speak Latin in them? Like, am I in your dreams?” “Oh, yes, baby.” It amused Ronan to say this, a lot. He laughed enough that Chainsaw abandoned her paper shredding to verify that he wasn’t dying.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

303. “I always wanted an eccentric daughter. I just never realized how well my evil plans were working.”

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304. “If you combined these two things – the unfathomable and the practical – you were most of the way to understanding Adam Parrish.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

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

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306. “What an impossible and miraculous and hideous thing this was. An ugly plan hatched by an ugly boy now dreamt into ugly life. From dream to reality. How appropiate it was that Ronan, left to his own devices, manifested beautiful cars and beautiful birds and tenderhearted brothers, while Adam, when given the power, manifested a filthy string of perverse murders.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

307. “Ronan was always saying that he never lied, but he wore a liar’s face.”

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

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309. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

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

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

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312. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

313. “I’d be happy with this summer if it’s all we ever had.”

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314. “She had a short fuse this morning, because it was a day that ended with y, you see.”

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

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316. “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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317. “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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318. “No, you used nouns and verbs together in a pleasing but illogical format.”

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319. “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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320. “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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321. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

322. “I am unknowable, Ronan Lynch.”

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

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324. “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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325. “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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326. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

327. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

328. “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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329. “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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330. “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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331. “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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332. “My parents had always been so careful with me, until the day they decided I needed to die.”

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333. “If the waitress comes, order me a coffee and something that involves bacon.”

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334. “I can tell you that as a writer and as a reader, I regard character as king. Or queen. No matter how riveting the action or interesting the plot twists, if I don’t feel like I’m meeting someone who feels real, I’m not going to be compelled to read further.”

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335. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

336. “I was against felonies when a misdemeanor would do.”

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337. “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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338. “There aren’t terrible ideas. Just ideas done terribly.”

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339. “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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340. “I don’t care for werewolves. They’re all right, I guess, if you go for the shedding, savaging the country-side thing. But they’re not very scary nor very sexy and so what’s the point?”

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341. “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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342. “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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343. “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.”

— Maggie Stiefvater

344. “In the middle of all this, as Sean slips out of his jacket, he looks over his shoulder at me and he smiles at me, just a glancing, faint thing before he turns back to Tommy. I’m quite happy for that smile, because Dad told me once you should be grateful for the gifts that are the rarest.”

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345. “So here’s my theory, and this is such crap science, I don’t have to tell you. It’s science without microscopes, blood tests, or reality.”

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346. “It matters, like this: I belong to Malvern, you don’t.”

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347. “It’s a bomb. Just like you.”

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348. “It’s very ugly’ I said generously. ‘But it looks as though it would laugh at snow. And, if you hit a deer it would hiccup, and keep going.”

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349. “Right, sure. Because there’s no girls in politics! I have no interest. Voting? What? I forgot my apron. I think I ought to be in the kitchen right now, actually. My rolling pin-.”

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350. “I considered calling Grace to ask her what I should say to a reticent suicidal werewolf, but I’d left my phone somewhere. Car, maybe.”

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