"That's a poor match, Sean Kendrick," says a voice at my elbow. It's the other sister from Fathom & Sons, and she follows my gaze to Puck. "Neither of you are a housewife." I don't look away from Puck. "I think you assume too much, Dory Maud." "You leave nothing to assumption," Dory Maud says. "You swallow her with your eyes. I'm surprised there's any of her left for the rest of us to see."
Maggie StiefvaterI hated this. I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren't the same thing.
Maggie StiefvaterSleep deprivation made his life an imaginary thing, his days a ribbon floating aimlessly in water." - Whelk
Maggie Stiefvaterthe intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .
Maggie StiefvaterAs always, there was an all-American war hero look to him, coded in his tousled brown hair, his summer-narrowed hazel eyes, the straight nose that ancient Anglo-Saxons had graciously passed on to him. Everything about him suggested valor and power and a firm handshake.
Maggie Stiefvater