Right now, it's hard to imagine that it is raining anywhere... - Maggie Stiefvater, Linger

"When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses."

"Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure."

"You could write a book about things that you can't find on-line."

"What are you wishing for?' Grace interrupted. 'To kiss you,' I said to her."

"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."