He danced on the knife’s edge between awareness and sleep. When he dreamt like this, he was a king. The world was his to bend. His to burn.
Maggie StiefvaterI didn't say I would start a yard." "You didn't have to. I'll come back next year and you'll have a nest of horses outside your window and Puck Connolly in your bed and I'll buy from you instead of Malvern. That's your future for you.
Maggie StiefvaterI lost a horse today.' 'That sounds careless. What happened?' 'She jumped off a cliff.' 'A cliff! Is that normal?
Maggie StiefvaterI'm always sure of what I do," he said. "Sometimes I was just never sure there was supposed to be a happy ending.
Maggie Stiefvater