Are you really going to work in that?" Maura asked. Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. "What's wrong with it?" Maura shrugged. "Nothing. I always wanted an eccentric daughter. I just never realised how well my evil plans were working.
Maggie StiefvaterFlustered, she replied, "You're not my - my - grandmother, or something." "You'd talk about this with your grandmother? I can't possibly imagine discussing my dating life with mine. She's a lovely woman, I suppose. If you like them bald and racist.
Maggie StiefvaterHis lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.
Maggie StiefvaterEventually, the Gray Man thought, if he resisted using it for long enough, he himself might forget his own name, and became someone else entirely.
Maggie StiefvaterSailing to an island unknown Failing to find your way home you walk under a sea leagues beneath us
Maggie Stiefvater