Cole And Isabel Quotes & Sayings

Taking risks is not being suicidal. Otherwise, skydivers need serious help. — Maggie Stiefvater

You're not that girl,' Cole said, sounding tired. 'Trust me, I've seen enough of them to know. Look. Don't cry. You're not that girl either.'
'Oh yeah? What girl am I?'
'I'll let you know when I figure it out. Just don't cry. — Maggie Stiefvater

I came back because I had to. Because there was nothing wrong in the world except that I was getting older in it. Because Sam and Grace had told me I should go if that was what I
wanted.
What I wanted was:
I wanted.
Isabel - — Maggie Stiefvater

I felt a tickle on my skin; it took me a moment to realize that Cole was driving his die-cast Mustang up my arm. He was laughing to himself, hushed and infectious, as if there was still any reason to be quite. — Maggie Stiefvater

Beneath me, the bed tipped as Cole edged closer. I felt him lean over me. His breath, warm and measured, hit my cheek. Two breaths. Three. Four. I didn't know what I wanted. Then I heard him stop breathing, and a second later, I felt his lips on my mouth.
It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft it was like a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it was like someone running his fingers along them. My mouth parted and stilled; it was so quiet, a whisper, not a shout. Cole's hand touched my neck, thumb pressed into the skin next to my jaw. It wasn't a touch that said I need more. It was a touch that said I want this.
It was all completely soundless. I didn't think either of us was breathing.
Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered.
He said, That's how I would kiss you, if I loved you. — Maggie Stiefvater

Wait - " Sam said. "Have you seen Isabel yet?"
My fingers still felt the shape of her. "Da. We embraced.
Angels sang, Sam. Those fat ones. Cherubs. Cherubim. I
must go."
"Don't bite people. — Maggie Stiefvater

He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that became brilliant in proximity. At Sam's clumsy efforts to carry the vacuum, Grace smiled a new smile that I thought only he ever got, and he shot her a withering look full of the sort of subtext you could only get from a lot of conversations whispered after dark.
It made me think of Isabel, back at her house. We didn't have what Sam and Grace had. We weren't even close to having it. I didn't think what we had could get to this, even if you gave it a thousand years. — Maggie Stiefvater

Descending the stairs from her room, I was tempted to go outside and find out if the shivering gut-wrench I'd felt as I came in really meant what I thought it did. But I stayed in the warmth of the house. I felt like I knew something about myself that I hadn't before, a bit of knowledge so new that if I became a wolf now, I might lose it and not remember it whenever I became Cole again.
I wandered down the main stairs, mindful that her father was somewhere in the house's depths while Isabel stayed up in her tower alone.
What would it be like, growing up in a house that looked like this? If I breathed too hard it would knock some decorative bowl off the wall or cause the perfectly arranged dried flowers to weep petals. Sure, my family had been affluent growing up - successful mad scientists generally are - but it never looked like this. Our lives had looked ... lived in. — Maggie Stiefvater

Are you still on Minnesota time?" I asked.
"I am on whatever time makes this call last longer," he said.
"What's the next meal from now? — Maggie Stiefvater

I asked,"Are you going to pick up next time I call you?"
"I did this time didn't I?"
"Say yes."
"Yes. Conditionally yes." ... ...
... "What conditions.?"
"Sometimes you do things like call me forty times a day and leave obscene voicemails and that's why I don't pick up."
"Ridiculous. That doesn't sound like me. I'd never call an even number of times. — Maggie Stiefvater

Why did you even come here, Cole?"
I touched her chin. This place, this beautiful place, this girl, this beautiful girl, this music, this life. "I came here for you. — Maggie Stiefvater

You want to talk? Fine. Talk. Tell me something you've never told anybody else.'
I thought for a moment. 'Turtles have the second-largest brains of any animal on the planet.'
It took Isabel only a second to process this. 'No, they don't.'
'I know that's why I've never told anybody that before. — Maggie Stiefvater

Food," I suggested. "Sleep. That's what I need. To get the hell away from here."
Cole frowned at me, as if I'd suggested "ducks" and "yoga". — Maggie Stiefvater

Cole," I said, "Don't lose this number. — Maggie Stiefvater

Sofia," I said, lowering my sandwich from my mouth. The edge of the bread had a red mark on it from my lipstick. "If you don't take that man's jacket, I'm going to set something on fire."
Cole immediately came to life.
Jeremy shook his head slowly. "No man. Not here."
He said it with such lazy, muted humor that it suddenly seemed obvious that they'd been in a band together. That he, anyway, knew Cole in a way those fangirls did not. — Maggie Stiefvater

Oh my God. What in - "
I was going to be killed by two generations of beautiful women. While naked.
"Mom," Isabel snapped, interrupting. "Do you mind not staring? It's totally perv. — Maggie Stiefvater