Inside the house, I turned on the kitchen light, revealing the photographs stuck every which way all over the cabinets, and then switched on the hall light. In my head, I heard Beck say to my small nine-year-old self, 'Why do we need every light in the house on? Are you signaling to aliens?
Maggie StiefvaterThere was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.
Maggie StiefvaterAll these perfect days, made of glass Put on the shelf where they can cast perfect shadows that stretch and grow on the imperfect days down below. ... perfect shadows that shift and glow... ... perfect shadows that shift and grow..." "Sam singing on page 256 of Linger.
Maggie StiefvaterIf that moment had been a real thing, it would've been a butterfly, flapping and fluttering toward the sun.
Maggie StiefvaterI fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl, From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl, Iโd love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl, But Iโm never warm enough for my lovely summer girl, Itโs summer when she smiles, Iโm laughing like a child, Itโs the summer of our lives; weโll contain it for a while She holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her hand Iโd be happy with this summer if itโs all we ever had.
Maggie Stiefvater