Maggie Stiefvater
Maggie Stiefvater
Maggie Stiefvateris an American writer of Young Adult fiction. She currently lives in Virginia...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth18 November 1981
CityHarrisonburg, VA
CountryUnited States of America
country thinking dirt
I'm a dirt road out in the country kind of person, but I remember thinking, I could live in Chicago.
writing like-you ends
In the end, you have to write like you're not afraid of the critics.
horse crazy book
Misty of Chincoteague', 'The Black Stallion', the 'Saddle Club' books, I read 'em all. I was horse-crazy.
pain loss agony
I remembered the pain as clearly as if I were shifting — the pain of loss. I felt the agony of the single moment that I lost myself. Lost what made me Sam. The part of me that could remember Grace's name.
strange strange-things
It's a strange thing, to be talked about instead of talked to.
long each-day knows
How long it takes us, each day, to know each other.
eye boys
The boy had my wolf's eyes.
changed
Nothing had changed. Nothing.
laughter taste mouths
There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.
love-is long enduring-love
Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won't settle for less.
growing-up memories hate
I didn’t know how I could live with that knowledge, without it eating me up, without it poisoning every happy memory I had of growing up. Without it ruining everything Beck and I had. I didn’t understand how someone could be both God and the devil. How the same person could destroy you and save you. When everything I was, good and bad, was knotted with threads of his making, how was I supposed to know whether to love or hate him?
relationship girlfriend house
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.
darkness sometimes invisible
In the darkness, he is invisible, but I can still feel him beside me. Sometimes you don't have to see something to know it is there.
love beautiful laughing
And then I did laugh, even though the future was a dangerous place, because I loved her, and she loved me, and the world was beautiful.