I watched her and I watched the birds' shadows flit across her face, and I...wanted. I wanted more happy memories to hang up on the ceiling, so many happy memories with this girl that they would crowd the ceiling and flap out into the hall and burst out of the house.
Maggie StiefvaterTags: romance werewolves origami-birds
Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants. They pulled me amongst them, into space and memories.
Maggie StiefvaterTags: romance werewolves
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.
Maggie StiefvaterTags: grief
I have to walk dogs." "Oh," Gansey replied, sounding deflated. "Well, okay." "But it'll only take an hour." "Oh," he repeated, about fourteen shades brighter. "Shall I pick you up, then?
Maggie StiefvaterVerweilung, auch am verstrautesten nicht, istuns gegeben'. - We are not allowed to linger, even with what is most intimate.
Maggie StiefvaterI sense that his drowning but I don't have any idea of how to start to put my hand into the water and save him.
Maggie StiefvaterI don't know if I'd want to be comforted, if I'm being honest. If I'm being forced to eat soot, I want to know that somewhere else in the world, someone else has to eat soot as well. I want to know that soot tastes terrible. I don't want to be told that soot's good for the digestion. And of course, by soot, I mean beans.
Maggie StiefvaterJoseph Beringer...dances around behind me singing some poorly rhymed and slightly dirty song about my [racing] odds at my skirts.
'I don't even wear skirts,' I snap at him.
'Especially,' he says, 'in my daydreams.
Put that out,' she says to Gabe, and he takes the cat from her and puts it on the other side of the door. She scowls at me. 'I don't cook. Cats make it worse.
Maggie StiefvaterThis is about as comforting as a cold brick when you're lonely.
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