#ang

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three Where the dead man called out for his love to flee Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#love

Dr. Jacobus, I am walking out your doors right now. I need clothes. I am going to Vatican City. One does not go to Vatican City with ones ass hanging out. Do I make myself clear? ↗

— Dan Brown

#robert-langdon #vatican-city #humor

What's a flange?" asked Marcia. A what?" A flange. It says here attatch piece Y to the long, upright D, taking care to align holes P and Q with the corrosponding holes N and O in the left-hand flange. I can't see a wrethed flange anywhere. ↗

— Angie Sage

#humor #humor

I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you. ↗

— Frida Kahlo

#feel #flawed #hope #imgaine #know

One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #imagination

The problem for me is that I can't ever really see who Gregory is, any more than I can see what a mirror by itself looks like, because he reflects whoever's around him. ↗

— Elizabeth Chandler

#kissed-by-an-angel #mirror #power-of-love #soulmates #love

There's nothing happy about love at all!! I would rather have not known real love... if it hurts this much. ↗

— Chitose Yagami

#beat #chitose #fall #in-love #like

After another moment's silence she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason. ↗

— Albert Camus

#kami #the-stranger #love

Jace, There is no wedding! Stop Isabelle! Sit on her if you have to. Just stop her from doing whatever she's doing or I can never come home. -Alec ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #postcards #city-of-fallen-angels

Bless you, daugher of man," Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#carter #georgina-mortensen #love #love