Maggie Stiefvater is absolutely incomparable. This, unsurprisingly, is one of the reasons she’s one of my absolute favorite authors. Ballad isn’t my favorite of her books (that honor goes to The Raven Boys, although I also love the Scorpio Races and the Shiver trilogy). Despite that, I found parts that spoke to me to the point where I had to jot them down or find some way of keeping them so I wouldn’t ever forget them.
I think any writer can relate to this. We will live forever because of our words. Because of them, we’ve been immortalized. This short poem from Ballad captures that idea so simply and beautifully.