Maggie Stiefvater Quotes About Birds

Quotes about: Birds

• ..and me holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Hands, Bird, Moments

  Maggie Stiefvater (2009). “Shiver”, p.70, Scholastic Inc.

• And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her, and me, holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Eye, Kissing, Hands

  Maggie Stiefvater (2009). “Shiver”, p.70, Scholastic Inc.

• If I only have ten minutes, Sam, this is what I want to say. You're not the best of us. You're more than that. You're better than all of us. If I only have ten minutes, I would tell you to go out there and live. I'd say...please take your guitar and sing your songs to as many people as you can. Please fold a thousand more of those damn birds of yours. Please kiss that girl a million times.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Girl, Song, Kissing

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “Forever”, p.274, Scholastic Inc.

• I watched her and I watched the birds' shadows flit across her face, and I...wanted. I wanted more happy memories to hang up on the ceiling, so many happy memories with this girl that they would crowd the ceiling and flap out into the hall and burst out of the house.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Girl, Memories, House

  Maggie Stiefvater (2014). “Shiver Series (Shiver, Linger, Forever, Sinner)”, p.551, Scholastic Inc.

• I walk through the seasons and always the birds are singing and screaming and keening for love When you're with me it seems so absurd that I should be jealous of the jay and the dove.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Jealous, Bird, Singing

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “Linger”, p.170, Scholastic Inc.

• That night, like every other night since I’d met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parents’ 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 hadn’t noticed that it had been empty for years.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Night, Years, Bird

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “Shiver”, p.167, Scholastic UK

• I'm bored. I need to be entertained. Sam is moping. I may kill him with his own guitar. It would give me something to do and also make him say something. Two birds with one stone!

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Guitar, Two, Giving

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “Forever”, p.26, Scholastic Inc.

• You needn't tell a bird it's a bird. Or remind a fish of its purpose. It's only us who lose our way. We have names because we must. - from Golden Tongue: The Poems of Steven Slaughter

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Names, Bird, Purpose

• I was suddenly overwhelmed by what an incredible person this boy was, standing in front of me, and by the fact that he was mine and I was his. "Right now," Sam said - and I saw that he held the invoice for today's studio time in his hand, folded into a bird with sun-washed wings - "it's hard to imagine that it is raining anewhere in the world." "From Linger, page 258

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Rain, Boys, Hands

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “Shiver Trilogy (Shiver, Linger, Forever)”, p.465, Scholastic Inc.

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