#shiver

Sam came around the side of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. “Oh my God, what is THAT?” I used my thumb and middle finger to flick the multicolored pom-pom on top of my head. “In my language, we call it a HAT. It keeps my ears warm.” “Oh my God,” Sam said again, and closed the distance between us. He cupped my face in his hands and studied me. “It’s horribly cute.” He kissed me, looked at the hat, and then he kissed me again. I vowed never to lose the pom-pom hat. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#funny #love #shiver-maggie-stiefvater-space #funny

To do anything truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can. ↗

— Og Mandino

#back #cold #danger #doing #gusto

To do anything in this world worth doing, we must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in, and scramble through as well as we can. ↗

— Sydney Smith

#back #cold #danger #doing #jump

As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the paper and ink inside the covers so that the smell of unread words hung in the air. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#shiver #words

One day a wolf bit a man and the man caught it. Magic or science, it's all the same. The only thing magical about it is that we can't explain it." ~Sam ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#maggie-stiefvater #magic #sam #shiver #wolf

In the cold, shivering twilight, preceding the daybreak of civilization, the dominating emotion of man was fear. ↗

— Paul Harris

#cold #daybreak #dominating #emotion #fear

I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#linger #loss #love #pain #separation

his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively -- I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#love #romance #shiver #love

For a second, he was still, blinking. Then he shook off all the blankets and coats so that his arms were free and he wrapped them around me as tightly as he could. I felt him shuddering, shuddering against me as he buried his face in my hair. I said, uselessly, "Sam, don't go." Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please."" — Grace and Sam (Shiver) ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam

Her eyes on my eyes. I was tearing apart, inside and outside. Her life. My life. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#life