It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn't let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt.
Maggie StiefvaterDo you ever get the feeling that something awful might happen?' James asked me. . . I sat up. 'I'm the awful thing that happens.
Maggie StiefvaterGansey turned the key. The engine turned over once, paused for the briefest of moments - and then roared to deafening life. The Camaro lived to fight another day. The radio was even working, playing the Stevie Nicks song that always sounded to Gansey like it was about a one-winged dove.
Maggie Stiefvater