What did Maggie Stiefvater mean by: right in this moment, I can´t even remember what unhappy feels like. - Maggie Stiefvater Author Copy
+ Watch for the devil. When there’s a god, there’s always a legion of devils. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Devil, Watches, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ It’s a strange thing, to be talked about instead of talked to. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Strange, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ I tired the back door — unlocked. Truley the Man Upstairs was smiling down on me. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Doors, Tired, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Laughter, Mouths, Taste, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Complicated, Giants, Stars, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ Boys like him didn’t die; they got bronzed and installed outside public libraries. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Boys, Library, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Different, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
+ Write the book you’ve always wanted to read, but can’t find on the shelf. Feraz Zeid, January 2, 2024January 10, 2024, Maggie Stiefvater, Book, Shelves, Writing, 0 - Maggie Stiefvater Author
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We should laugh before being happy, for fear of dying without having laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. - Jean Houston Scholar
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
