Maggie Stiefvater · 325 pages
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“You're like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.”
“When did you get so smart?"
He tapped his forehead. "Brain transplant. They put in a whale's. I'm passing all my classes with my eyes closed now, but I just can't get over this craving for krill." He shrugged. "And I feel sorry for the whale that got my brain. Probably swimming around Florida now trying to catch glimpses of girls in bikinis.”
“Here is another secret: I have no business being fascinated by you.”
“...He kissed me again, farther up my neck, and I pushed him back against the wall.
My mind searched for the logical thought, a rational life raft before I drowned in wanting to hiss him. I managed, "We've only met a few days ago. We don't know each other."
Luke released me. "How long does it take to know someone?"
I didn't know. "A month? A few months?" It sounded stupid to quantify it, especially when I didn't want to believe my own reasoning. But I couldn't just go kissing someone I knew nothing about-- it went against everything I'd ever been told. So why was it so hard to say no?
He took my fingers, playing with them in between his own. "I'll wait." He looked so good in the half-light under the trees, his light eyes nearly glowing against his shadowed skin. It was useless.
"I don't want you to." I whispered the words, and before I'd even finished saying them, his mouth was on mine and I was melting under his lips.”
“Luke', I said, and immediately added, 'My boyfriend.' My supernatural, doomed, gorgeous, killer boyfriend.”
“Don't tell me that. I've lived in hell for the past thousand years. I spent a thousand years wishing I'd never been born. She's the only thing that's made my life worth living and if that's all I get, a few months with her- a few days, it's more than I've ever hoped for. Do you really think God would forgive me for the blood on my hands, even if my soul was free? I'm going to hell no matter what happens. Let me have my pathetic hopeless love while I can. Just- let me pretend it will turn out alright.”
“I once again fought against the desire to bitch-slap a faerie”
“I didn't want normal until I didn't have it anymore”
“that's because it's from the night, and the night keeps secrets”
“Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos.”
“What about us? Can i see you again? You can say no. You'd crush all my hopes and dreams, but it's an option.”
“names are a way to keep people in your mind”
“No, Elenore's something else. You're beautiful. Especially when you look at me with that 'boy he's a condescending asshole' expression....Yea. Beautiful.”
“I laughed, loud enough that Delia looked up at me. She made motions for me to come over, but I pretended to be looking past her into the food tent. "Hurry. Pretend you're pointing something out so I can pretend not to see her." Luke put a hand on my shoulder and pointed with the other towards the sky. "Look, the moon." "That was the best you could come up with?" I demanded.”
“Thery're both iron, isn't that funny?"
"Funny haha or funny strange?"
James handed them back to me "Funny 'occult'"
"Ah. Funny strange"
James looked at me sternly, "Don't start that. I'm supposed to be the humorous one”
“whether they'll write the story of my life as a tragedy or an epic fantasy... I was wondering if it was going to be a kiss at the end, or sad music and a sweeping camera shot over the fields I once roamed freely. I'm hoping for the kiss, but expecting the sweeping camera shot.”
“you're like a siren, leading me into dangerous places”
“she's the only thing that's made my life worth living and if that's all I get, a few months with her- a few days, it's more than I've ever hoped for
(Luke)”
“we're watchers of this world aren't we? not players”
“Delia was an overbearing cake with condescending frosting, and frankly, I was on a diet.”
“All you who are in love
Aye and can not remove it
I pity the pain that you endure.
For experience lets me know
That your hearts are filled with woe
It's a woe that no mortal can cure.
-"the Curragh of Kildare”
“Don't cry pretty girl. Who you are is why you're so good at everything. You won't let yourself be otherwise. And thats what fascinates me." Duke- Lament”
“Do you know how some people can do anything?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, you tell them to write a tune, they give you a symphony right there. You tell them to write a book, they write you a novel in a day. You tell them to move a spoon without touching it, they move it. If they want something, they make it happen. Miracles, almost.”
“The sun shines through the window
And the sun shines through your hair
It seems like you're beside me
But I know that you're not there.
You would sit beside this window
Run your fingers through my hair
You were always there beside me
But I know that you're not there
Oh, to be by your side once again
Oh, to hold your hand in mine again
Oh, to be by your side once again
Oh, to hold your hand in mine again-”
“Fro and to in my dreams to you
To the haunting tune of the harp
For the price I paid when you died that day
I paid that day with my heart
Fro and to in my dreams to you
With the breaking of my heart
Ne'er more again will I sing this song
Ne'er more will I hear the harp.”
“Strangely, I thought of the emotion I ought to feel without feeling it, as impartial as a National Geographic field researcher, carefully watching the events and chronicling them in a notebook. Deirdre finds that she is saddened by the news of her grandmother's death, and moreover, suddenly fears for the rest of her family and friends.”
“Hello, lovely. You're as pretty as pretty today.”
“I let him get a few steps away, and then I asked the burning question. "Why were you here?"
Luke shrugged. "You wanted saving, didn't you?”
“There is an old saying that man only dares use his words for three purposes, to "heal, bless or prosper." What man says of others will be said of him, and what he wishes for another, he is wishing for himself.”
“Evolution has produced us more recently, and that makes us the smartest ever. After all, we invented the parking lot.”
“It is a poor head that cannot find plausible reason for doing what the heart wants to do.”
“He discovered the cruel paradox by which we always decieve ourselves twice about the people we love-first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage”
“some people go skimming over the years of existence to sink gently into a placid grave, ignorant of life to the last, without ever having been made to see all it may contain; and”
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