Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants.
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 StiefvaterEverything mattered and nothing did, and I was tired of trying to find out how both of those things were true. I was an itch that I'd scratched so hard I was bleeding. I had set out to do the impossible, whatever the impossible might be, only to find out that it was living with myself. Suicide became an expiration date, the day after which I no longer had to try.
Maggie Stiefvater