What did Maggie Stiefvater mean by: We all, one day, realize that we’re not going to be kids forever and we’re going to grow up. Maggie Stiefvater Author Copy
that’s because it’s from the night, and the night keeps secrets Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Mystery, Night, Secrets, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
Boys like him didn’t die; they got bronzed and installed outside public libraries. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Honor, Immortality, Legacy, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
Then I picked my book back up again and stroked her hair and read to the soundtrack of her breaths. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Comfort, Companionship, Love, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
They were always walking away from him. But he never seemed able to walk away from them. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Abandonment, Attachment, Connection, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
He cared for languages dead long enough that they wouldn’t change on him. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, linguistics, Preservation, Stability, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
He was brother to a liar and brother to an angel, son of a dream and son of a dreamer. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Dreams, Family, Truth, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
No, you used nouns and verbs together in a pleasing but illogical format. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Creativity, Language, Logic, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
It’s a strange thing, to be talked about instead of talked to. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Maggie Stiefvater, Communication, Isolation, Misunderstanding, 0 Maggie Stiefvater Author
When we are young we lay up for old age; when we are old we save for death. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The fear of old age disturbs us, yet we are not certain of becoming old. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Friendship is the shadow of the evening, which increases with the setting sun of life. Read explanation Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
The ruins of a house may be repaired; why cannot those of the face? Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
