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Maggie StiefvaterNeatness makes me feel like I have to be on my best behavior. Clutter is my natural habitat.
Maggie StiefvaterBoys,' she says, 'just aren't very good at being afraid.
Maggie StiefvaterIt is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.
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I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.
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I believe in the same thing they believe in,' I say, with a jerk of my chin toward town and St. Columba’s. 'I just don't believe you can find it in a building.
Maggie StiefvaterI'm so tired I never want to wake up again. But I've figured out now that it was never them that made me feel that way. It was just me, all along.
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It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft that it was like a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it was like someone running his fingers along them.
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It's for personal reasons," I say stiffly, which is what my mother had always told me to say about things that had to do with fighting with your brothers, getting any sort of illness that had intestinal ramifications, starting your period, and money.
Maggie StiefvaterI try to think of something catchy to say, but there's nothing but irritation that something that was funny yo an eleven-year-old boy is still funny to a seventeen-year-old one.
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