Top 500 Maggie Stiefvater Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “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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352. “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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353. “Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants.”

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

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355. “There was something unbearably sexy about cars at night, Ronan thought. The way the fenders twisted the light and reflected the road, the way every driver became anonymous. The sight of them knocked his heartbeat askew.”

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

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357. “As I handed her the bag, the old scars on my wrist throbbed with buried memories.”

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

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359. “Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching because Grace wasn’t underneath it.”

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

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361. “It was this: laughing senselessly into each other’s skin, playing, until it was abruptly no longer play, and Gansey stopped himself with his mouth perilously close to hers, and Blue stopped herself with her belly pressed close to his. It was this: Gansey saying, “I like you an awful lot, Blue Sargent.” It was this: Blue’s smile – crooked, wry, ridiculous, flustered.”

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362. “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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363. “My parents had always been so careful with me, until the day they decided I needed to die.”

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

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365. “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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366. “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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367. “I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing.”

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368. “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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369. “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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370. “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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371. “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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372. “Many, many readers have written asking me wistfully about the nature of Sam and Grace’s relationship, and I can assure you, that sort is absolutely real. Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won’t settle for less.”

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373. “When we kissed, it didn’t matter that I had been a wolf hours ago, or that I would be a wolf again. It didn’t matter that a thousand snares were laid for us as soon as we left this moment. All that mattered was this: our noses touching, the softness of his mouth, the ache inside me.”

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374. “The boy had my wolf’s eyes.”

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375. “I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.”

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376. “The stars moved slowly above her, an array of possibilities, and for the first time in a long time, she felt them mirrored in her heart.”

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377. “But joy is a small, tenacious crop, especially in soil that hasn’t grown any for a long time.”

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378. “My good mood felt like an endangered species.”

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379. “Boudicca is the original goth. Ronan Lynch wishes he was that badass.”

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380. “But love isn’t quantifiable on paper.”

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381. “Here is what I have learned,′ Henry said. ‘If you cannot be unafraid... be afraid and happy... Think about what you are afraid of... Does it have to be something that kills you? No. It is just a little thing. It could be anything. It could be something beautiful instead.”

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382. “This is the corpse road,” she said, aligning her body with the invisible path. As she did, she could feel something inside her begin to hum agreeably, a sensation very much like the satisfaction that came from aligning book spines on a shelf.”

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383. “But by blood, no wolf am I.”

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384. “Somehow seeing his parents always reminded him of how little he’d accomplished.”

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385. “I’m trying to make you think I’m a decent person. Telling you I saw you naked while I was another species does not help my case.”

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386. “His feelings for Adam were an oil spill; he’d let them overflow and now there wasn’t a damn place in the ocean that wouldn’t catch fire if he dropped a match.”

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387. “I think that’s a mercy of this island, actually, that it won’t give us our terrible memories for long, but let us keep the good ones for as long as we want them.”

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388. “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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389. “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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390. “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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391. “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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392. “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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393. “Ronan Lynch smiled then, too, and it was a weapon.”

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394. “It was possible that I’d thrown one too many Molotov cocktails over God’s fence.”

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395. “Gansey had said, with disgust, Stop saying privilege. Love isn’t privilege. But Gansey had always had love, had always been capable of love. Now that Adam had discovered this feeling in himself, he was more certain than ever that he was right. 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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396. “You could write a book about things that you can’t find on-line.”

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397. “Gansey turned the key. The engine turned over once, paused for the briefest of moments – and then roared to deafening life. The Camaro lived to fight another day. The radio was even working, playing the Stevie Nicks song that always sounded to Gansey like it was about a one-winged dove.”

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398. “I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.”

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399. “Listen to you sounding all badass. I bet you’re just listening to a CD called ‘The Sounds of Crime’ while you cruise for chicks outside the Old Navy in your Camaro.”

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400. “Her mother waved a card at her in farewell. “Bye. Will you be home for dinner? I’m making midlife crisis.” “Oh,” Blue said, “I guess I’ll have a slice. If you’re making it already.”

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