Cole St Clair Quotes & Sayings

In the end, Cole St. Clair had done what he did best. Disappeared. — Maggie Stiefvater

Poor bastards," Cole said, his gaze still on the stars. "They must get pretty tired of watching us make the same damn mistakes all the time. — Maggie Stiefvater

I can't change the way I'm made. I'm a performer, a singer, a werewolf, a sinner. — 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

Luck," Jeremy scoffed softly. "There's no luck."
"Then what?"
"Your feet take you where you need to be."
I thought about this. "My feet have taken me to some pretty rough places."
"That was your dick, dragging your feet along with. — Maggie Stiefvater

It sure is ugly."
"Ugly, never hurt a thing."
I scoffed. "Oh, ugly has hurt some things. It's just that pretty hurts more. — Maggie Stiefvater

I gather/You hunt/We both miss the trap — Maggie Stiefvater

You're assuming they would listen to me," I said.
Cole lifted his hands off the roof of the Volkswagen; cloudy fingerprints evaporated seconds ater he did. "We all listen to you, Sam."
He jumped to the pavement. "You just don't always talk to us. — Maggie Stiefvater

Holding tight, denying the fact that eventually we all had to let go. — Maggie Stiefvater

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

When you're in a band, you spend the first four hundred thousand years of your career dragging around your own crap. Your speakers, speaker stands, mixing head, mics, pickups, power cables, mic cables, speaker cables, instruments, the everything. You forget something, you're screwed. You break something, you're screwed. You don't have a long enough extension cord? Screwed.
Once you hit it big, though
You're packing your shit into a late-model Mustang and a pickup truck and hoping you didn't forget anything. — Maggie Stiefvater

After an hour, "Gasoline Love" was sounding more like "Turpentine Disinterest. — 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

Internet: What do you want for your birthday?
Virtual Cole: to stay young forever
Cole texted me:
Actually I want you — Maggie Stiefvater

Da.
-Cole st. Clair — Maggie Stiefvater

She tapped out a beat on the edge of the piano as I tripped and plummeted through the refrain of "Spacebar," trying to translate the synth chords into a piano bit on the fly. It had been a million years since I'd played it.
But it was still catchy.
Whoever had written this song had known what they were doing. — Maggie Stiefvater

Most people had an acquired kind of beauty, they became better looking the longer you knew them and the better you loved them, but Cole had unfairly skipped to the end of the game, all jaggedly handsome and Hollywood-looking. Not needing any love to get there. — Maggie Stiefvater

As I pulled aside the linen curtain to the back room, I heard the front door open again. If it was Christina returning to make a second effort at my leggings, I was going to be forced to get loud, and I didn't like getting loud.
But it wasn't Christina I heard at the front of the store.
Instead, a very familiar voice said, "No, no, I'm looking for something very particular. Oh, wait, I just saw it."
I turned around.
Cole St. Clair smiled lazily at me.
I gave so many damns at once that it actually hurt. — 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

It was like when you had been unhappy and didn't know it until you weren't anymore. — Maggie Stiefvater

And there, far ahead of me, running by the side of the road, a human. The low sun stretched his shadow out one hundred times taller than him. Cole St. Clair, running alongside the wolves, side-stepping debris on the roadside every so often and sometimes jumping the ditch for a few strides and then back again. He held his arms out for balance as he leaped, unself-conscious, like a boy. There was something so fiercely big about the gesture of Cole running with the wolves that it made the last thing I said to him ring in my ears. — Maggie Stiefvater

Now, I was a fan of the simple pleasures in life: grilled cheese sandwiches without black flecks on the crust, jeans that didn't pinch the better parts of me, an inch of vodka, ten to twelve hours of sleep. - Cole St Clair, Forever. — Maggie Stiefvater

It's not about the landing. It's about the flying. — Maggie Stiefvater

I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look.
"For crying out loud," he said. "It's a racoon."
"Poor thing," I said.
"It could be a rabid baby-killer," Cole told me primly.
"Shut up," Sam said pleasantly. — Maggie Stiefvater

You just can't wait to get out of your head, can you?"
"if you were in here you might want that too. — Maggie Stiefvater

I didn't tell her the first part, which was this: Once upon a time, before being a new wolf tied up in the back of a Tahoe, before Club Josephine, before NARKOTIKA, there was a boy named Cole St. Clair, and he could do anything. And the weight of that possibility was so unbearable that he crushed himself before it had a chance to. — Maggie Stiefvater

Cole rested his temple on the window, his eyes cast toward the cloudless sky. "I'm trying," he said finally. "I'm trying and it doesn't matter to anyone. I'm always going to be him."
"Who?"
"Cole St. Clair."
It seemed on the surface like a stupid thing to say, but I knew exactly what he meant. I knew just how it felt when your worst fear was that you would be yourself. — Maggie Stiefvater

It wasn't that I didn't understand Jeremy getting a new band while I was missing/dead/etc. I was sure I would have done the same thing in his position. Well, I would have started one, not joined one, because I don't really like team sports unless I've invented both the team and the sport. — Maggie Stiefvater