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Grace Brisbane Quotes

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Maggie Stiefvater
“It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl,
From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl,
I’d love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl,
But I’m never warm enough for my lovely summer girl,
It’s summer when she smiles, I’m laughing like a child,
It’s the summer of our lives; we’ll contain it for a while
She holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her hand
I’d be happy with this summer if it’s all we ever had.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Grace,” I said, very softly. “Say something.”
Sam,” she said, and I crushed her to me.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“One thousand ways to say good-bye
One thousands ways to cry
One thousand ways to hang your hat before you go outside
I say good-bye good-bye good-bye
I shout it out so loud
Cause the next time that I find my voice I might not remember how.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“Sam: “You—you greatly overestimate my self-control.”
Grace: “I’m not looking for self-control.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“She loved all the wolves behind her house, but she loved one of them most of all.

And this one loved her back. He loved her back so hard that even the things that weren't special about her became special: the way she tapped her pencil on her teeth, the off-key songs she sang in the shower, how when she kissed him he knew it meant for ever.

Hers was a memory made up of snapshots: being dragged through the snow by a pack of wolves, first kiss tasting of oranges, saying goodbye behind a cracked windshield.

A life made up of promises of what could be: the possibilities contained in a stack of college applications, the thrill of sleeping under a strange roof, the future that lay in Sam's smile.

It was a life I didn't want to leave behind.

It was a life I didn't want to forget.

I wasn't done with it yet. There was so much more to say.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“He slouched back in his seat, looking tired, and leaned his face on his shoulder to look at me while he played with my hair. He started to hum a song, and then, after a few bars, he sang it. Quietly, sort of half-sung, half-spoken, incredibly gentle. I didn’t catch all the words, but it was about his summer girl. Me. Maybe his forever girl. His yellow eyes were half-lidded as he sang, and in that golden moment, hanging taut in the middle of an icecovered landscape like a single bubble of summer nectar, I could see how my life could be stretched out in front of me.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Afterward, Isabel drove me home and I shut myself in the study with Rilke, and I read and I wanted.

And leaving you (there arent words to untangle it)
Your life, fearful and immense and blossoming,
So that, sometimes frustrated, and sometimes
understanding
Your life is sometimes a stone in you, and then, a star

I was beginning to undertand poetry.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that became brilliant in proximity. At Sam's clumsy efforts to carry the vacuum, Grace smiled a new smile that I thought only he ever got, and he shot her a withering look full of the sort of subtext you could only get from a lot of conversations whispered after dark.
It made me think of Isabel, back at her house. We didn't have what Sam and Grace had. We weren't even close to having it. I didn't think what we had could get to this, even if you gave it a thousand years.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that meant I loved her.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“And leaving you (there aren't words to untangle it)
Your life, fearful and immense and blossoming,
so that, sometimes frustrated, and sometimes understanding,
Your life is sometimes a stone in you, and then, a star.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“I folded myself against her body, breathing in the smell of my new life and matching my heartbeat to hers" Sam, Linger”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“Or even tell me it's because you could not live without The Boy's stunning Boyfruits for another night..."
Sam's face was twisted into a weird shape at the mention of his Boyfruits.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“Again and Again, however, we know the language of love, and the little churchyard with its lamenting names and the staggeringly secret abyss in which others find their end: again and again the two of us go out under the ancient trees, make our bed again and again between the flowers, face to face with the skies”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Counter Girl (in candy shop): You two are cute. Seriously. How long have you been going out?

Sam: Six years.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look.
"For crying out loud," he said. "It's a racoon."
"Poor thing," I said.
"It could be a rabid baby-killer," Cole told me primly.
"Shut up," Sam said pleasantly.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Forever

Maggie Stiefvater
“I wasn’t sure if I was charmed by his reluctance to share a bed with a girl or insulted that, apparently, I wasn’t hot enough for him to charge the mattress like a bull.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Do you feel better?” I asked Sam as he opened the door to the Volkswagen for me.
“Yes,” he said. He was still a terrible liar.
“Good,” I said. I was still a fantastic one.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“You look like a puppy. Like I'm jingling my keys and you're jumping by the door waiting for your walk"
"Woof.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“holding tight, denying the fact that eventually we all had to let go.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

Maggie Stiefvater
“Can I ask you a question?"
"You already have."
He paused, considering. "Can I ask you two questions, then?"
"You already have."
Sam groaned and threw one of the small sofa pillows in my direction. It arced through the moonlit room, a blackened projectile, and thumped harmlessly by my head. "So you're a smart-ass, then.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Shouldn't you be looking at other cars? You know, car shopping usually involves ... shopping."
"I don't shop very well", Grace said. "I just see what I need and get it.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-"

"Oh!" Cried the poor nurse. "Yes. Absolutely. I'll be right back."

[...]

"Thanks," I mumbled. "I'll just change here. He's not looking at anything at the moment." I gestured toward Sam, who was looking convincingly sedated.

The nurse vanished through the curtains. Sam eye's flashed open again, distinctly amused.

He whispered, "Did you just tell that man you went potty on yourself?"

"You.Shut.UP." I hissed back furiously.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward his nose and took a sniff and then another one. His smile widened though it was still shy. It was absolutely adorable and my breath got caught somewhere in my throat.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Maggie Stiefvater
“Can I ask you a question?"
"You already have."
He paused, considering.
"Can I ask you two questions, then?"
"You already have.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver