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To read is to cover one's face. And to write is to show it. ↗

— Alejandro Zambra

#act-of-writing #alejandro-zambra #bonsai #inspiring-writers #reading

Some people possess talent, others are possessed by it. When that happens, a talent becomes a curse. ↗

— Rod Serling

#curse #happens #others #people #possess

Write verse, not poetry. The public wants verse. If you have a talent for poetry, then don't by any means mother it, but try your hand at verse. ↗

— Robert W. Service

#hand #means #mother #poetry #public

In fairy tales, the children are saved by caring adults. We need more caring adults in the lives of our children. ↗

— Donna Shalala

#children #fairy #fairy tales #lives #more

It is more than twenty years since we left the city. This is a serious chunk of time, longer than the years we spent living there. Yet we still think of Jerusalem as our home. Not home in the sense of the place that you conduct your daily life or constantly return to. In fact, Jerusalem is our home almost against our wills. It is our home because it defines us, whether we like it or not. ↗

— Yotam Ottolenghi

#home #jerusalem #sami-tamimi #yotam-ottolenghi #home

Astriola. That IS demon pox. You had evidence that demon pox existed and you didnt mention it to me! Et tu, Brute!' He rolled up the paper and hit Jem over the head with it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #jem-carstairs #will-herondale #humor

How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all. ↗

— Gail Carriger

#brain #humor #thinking #humor

Let me guess, Jessie. You ran across some poor woman in the park who had the misfortune of wearing a gown that clashed with yours, so you slit her throat with that clever little parasol of yours. Do I have it right?” Jessamine bared her teeth at him. “You’re being ridiculous.” “You are, you know,” Charlotte told him. “I mean, I’m wearing blue. Blue goes with everything,” Jessamine went on. “Which, really, you ought to know. You’re vain enough about your own clothes.” “Blue does not go with everything,” Will told her. “It does not go with red, for instance.” “I have a red and blue striped waistcoat,” Henry interjected, reaching for the peas. “And if that isn’t proof that those two colors should never be seen together under Heaven, I don’t know what is. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #humor

It was Will who broke the silence. “Very well. You have me alone in the corridor—” “Yes, yes,” said Tessa impatiently, “and thousands of women all over England would pay handsomely for the privilege of such an opportunity. Can we put aside the display of your wit for a moment? This is important. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #humor

What’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #humor