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
girlfriend glasses doors
I slowly climbed back to my feet, walked back into the emergency department through the silently swishing glass doors, and, covered in my girlfriend's blood, lied perfectly for the first time in my life. "I tried to stop her.
introvert should
I am an introvert. I should get that out there now.
party missing conversation
A novel is a conversation starter, and if the author isn't there for the after-party, both the writer and the reader are missing a lot.
romance conversation said
That," he said, "is so not the point of this conversation.
mean race shining
No, you have to talk first. You wanted to talk. It means you say something and I respond and you talk back again. It's one of the human race's most shining achievements. It's called a conversation.
blood rivers born
When you were born, the rivers dried up and the cattle in Rockingham County wept blood.
summer shiver ifs
I'd be happy with this summer if it's all we ever had.
book matter good-book
There's no such thing as a good book or a bad book. There's a book that matters to a reader.
matter revelations easier
Sharing revelations is easier when it doesn't matter.
girl song kissing
If I only have ten minutes, Sam, this is what I want to say. You're not the best of us. You're more than that. You're better than all of us. If I only have ten minutes, I would tell you to go out there and live. I'd say...please take your guitar and sing your songs to as many people as you can. Please fold a thousand more of those damn birds of yours. Please kiss that girl a million times.
girl memories house
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.
good-mood endangered-species felt
My good mood felt like an endangered species.
house middle certainty
I remembered standing in the middle of the street in front of The Crooked Bookshelf, filled with the certainty of a future. I had heard the wolves howling behind the house and remembered how glad I had been to be human.
country fate winter
Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.