Favorite Quotes: The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

It’s been a very long time since I made one of these posts, though there has been no shortage of contenders. The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater was one of my absolute favorite books of 2020, and I recently got a physical copy and the sudden urge to reread it. What can I say, other than that this book is good for my soul?

This time around I thoroughly annotated it, and I have a large list of quotes to share with you today! Note that this will include SPOILERS for this book, though I refrained from putting anything major. *

RELATED: Review: The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater [+moodboard]

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Book Quotes I Will Never Forget

Hii friends, I hope you’re having a great last week of February! The carnival holidays are great to spend a few days at home getting your energy and motivation back and it’s usually early enough in the semester that you don’t have to seriously worry about exams or assignments yet. (EDIT: can anyone else see the pipe dream moodboard on the reader but not on the website like me? This editor is so frustrating sometimes!)

Today I bring you some of the book quotes I will never forget. (There likely be a part two to this post as I discover more amazing books.)

These words have stayed with me because they are beautiful, remarkable or simply because they instantly bring back what I felt while I was reading those books.

You’ll find that the majority of them are from my favorite books, possibly because quotes become more memorable if you’ve loved the book with all your heart instead of just really enjoying it that one time a few years ago.

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Favorite Quotes: Turtles All The Way Down by John Green

‘But I was beginning to learn that your life is a story told about you, not one that you tell.’

‘… meanwhile, I was thinking that if half the cells inside of you are not you, doesn’t that challenge the whole notion of me as a singular pronoun, let alone as the author of my fate?’

‘The thing about a spiral is, if you follow it inward, it never actually ends. It just keeps tightening, infinitely.’

‘I would’ve told her that Davis and I never talked much, or even looked at each other, but it didn’t matter, because we were looking at the same sky together, which is maybe more intimate than eye contact anyway. Anybody can look at you. It’s quite rare to find the someone who sees the same world you see.’

‘I was experimenting with feeling rather than stuck with it. True terror isn’t being scared; it’s not having a choice in the matter.’

‘Whether it hurts is kind of irrelevant.’

‘And so I drove along to one of those miraculous playlists, headed nowhere.’

‘Welcome to the future, Holmesy. It’s not about hacking computers anymore; it’s about hacking human souls.’

” ‘There’s no need to suffer.’ Which I’d argue is just a fundamental misunderstanding of the human predicament, but okay.”

‘I was thinking about how part of yourself can be in a place while at the same time the most important parts are in a different place, a place that can’t be accessed via your senses.’

Nolite te bastardes carborundorum (Don’t let the bastards get you down.)’ (*Which is also mentioned in The Handmaid’s Tale tv series, though I’m not certain if it’s mentioned in the book.)

Favorite Quotes: Six of Crows & Crooked Kingdom

“It’s not natural for women to fight.”
“It’s not natural for someone to be as stupid as he is tall, and yet there you stand.”  – SOC

“I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.” – SOC

“She’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.” – SOC

“Stay,” she panted. Tears leaked from her eyes. “Stay till the end.” 
“And after,” he said. “And always.” 
“I want to feel safe again. I want to go home to Ravka.” 
“Then I’ll take you there. We’ll set fire to raisins or whatever you heathens do for fun.” 
“Zealot,” she said weakly. 
“Nina,” he whispered, “little red bird. Don’t go.” – SOC

“I can hear the change in Kaz’s breathing when he looks at you.”
“You… you can?”
“It catches every time, like he’s never seen you before.” – SOC

“He needed to tell her…what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he’d begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.”  – SOC

“The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.” – SOC


“Fear is a phoenix. You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.”  – CK

“I am grateful you’re alive”, he said. “I am grateful that you’re beside me. I am grateful that you’re eating.” 
She rested her head on his shoulder. 
“You’re better than waffles, Matthias Helvar.” 
A small smile curled the Fjerdan’s lips. 
“Let’s not say things we don’t mean, my love.” – CK

“Meeting you was a disaster.”
She raised a brow. “Thank you.”
Djel, he was terrible at this. He stumbled on, trying to make her understand. “But I am grateful for that disaster. I needed a catastrophe to shake me from the life I knew. You were an earthquake, a landslide.”
“I,” she said, planting a hand on her hip, “am a delicate flower.”
“You aren’t a flower, you’re every blossom in the wood blooming at once. You are a tidal wave. You’re a stampede. You are overwhelming.” – CK

“I would have come for you. And if I couldn’t walk, I’d crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do. We never stop fighting.”  – CK

“Jesper shrugged again. He adjusted the buttons on his shirt, touched his thumbs to his revolvers. When he felt like this, mad and scattered, it was as if his hands had a life of their own. His whole body itched. He needed to get out of this room. 
Wylan laid his hand on Jesper’s shoulder. “Stop.” 
Jesper didn’t know if he wanted to jerk away or pull him closer. 
“Just stop,” Wylan said. “Breathe.” Wylan’s gaze was steady. 
Jesper couldn’t look away from that clear-water blue. He forced himself to still, inhaled, exhaled. 
“Again,” Wylan said, and when Jesper opened his mouth to take another breath, Wylan leaned forward and kissed him. Jesper’s mind emptied. He wasn’t thinking of what had happened before or what might happen next. There was only the reality of Wylan’s mouth, the press of his lips, then the fine bones of his neck, the silky feel of his curls as Jesper cupped his nape and drew him nearer. 
This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it Wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, Oh. 
Slowly, inevitably, they broke apart. “Wylan,” Jesper said, looking into the wide blue sky of his eyes, “I really hope we don’t die.” – CK

I finished this duology a couple of months ago and these are honestly such wonderful books that I just can’t help but share my love for them – in the form of favorite quotes, in this case.