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 StiefvaterDo you think I just turn my secrets out for everyone?" He is unfazed. "I didn't know they were secrets," he says. "Or I wouldn't have asked.
Maggie StiefvaterThere was nothing particularly intimate about the way they sat, but something about the scene made Gansey feel strange, like heโd heard an unpleasant statement and later forgotten everything about the words but the way they had made him feel.
Maggie StiefvaterThat night, like every other night since Iโd met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parentsโ muffled movements in the living room. They were like busy little brainless birds, fluttering in and out of their nest at all hours of the day or night, so involved in the pleasure of nest building that they hadnโt noticed that it had been empty for years.
Maggie Stiefvater