Maeve

“I keep waiting for things to go back to normal," Blue admitted. "But I know now that that's not going to happen, even when Mom comes back." She meant "if", but she said "when"
"I wouldn't have pegged you for a fan of normal," the Gray Man said. He slowed slightly as the headlights illuminated the eyes of three deers standing by the side of the road.
It was warming to be so known. She said, "I'm not, really, but I was used to it, I guess. It's boring, but at least it's not scary. Do you ever get scared? Or are you too badass for that?"
He looked amused, but also like a badass, sitting quietly and efficiently behind the wheel of the car.
"In my experience," the Gray Man said, "the badasses are the most scared. I just avoid being inappropriately frightened."
Blue thought this seemed like a reasonable goal. After a pause, she said, "You know, I like you."
He glanced over at her. "I do, too."
"Like me or like you? The grammar was unspecific."
The two of them enjoyed another laugh and the presence of someone else with their precise sense of humour.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

“Imagination is all about new possibilities, eventualities that don’t exist, counterfactuals, a recombination of elements in new ways. It is about the untested. And the untested is uncertain. It is frightening—even”
― Maria Konnikova, Mastermind: How to Think Like Sherlock Holmes

“You can be just friends with people, you know," Orla said. "I think it's crazy how you're in love with all those raven boys."

Orla wasn't wrong, of course. But what she didn't realize about Blue and her boys was that they were all in love with one another. She was no less obsessed with them than they were with her, or one another, analyzing every conversation and gesture, drawing out every joke into a longer and longer running gag, spending each moment either with one another or thinking about when next they would be with one another. Blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn't all-encompassing, that wasn't blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. It was just that now that she'd had this kind, she didn't want the other.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

“The kindest words my father said to me
Women like you drown oceans.”
― Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey