#ashe

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all? ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#ashes #dejan-stojanovic #dust #literature #literature-quotes

they do not kiss but they both want to instead their feet touch and so do their arms it is electric magic their tiny arm hairs tingling happily lying together the sun warming them watching sky through green-leafed gum branch close enough to hear each other breathe sweet togetherness this lazy lying down dance of love ↗

— Brigid Lowry

#closeness #love #lying-down #rosie #together

What did Isabelle want?" Jace asked. Alec hesitated. "Isabelle says the Queen of the Seelie Court has requested an audience with us." "Sure," said Magnus. "And Madonna wants me as a backup dancer on her next world tour. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #magnus-bane #magnus-bane

Look on the bright side," said Simon, "If they need a human sacrifice, you can always offer me. I'm not sure the rest of you qualify anyway. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #optimism #quip #simon-lewis #humor

You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #city-of-bones #city-of-glass #humor #humor

He looked back at her, and when she saw the look on his face, she saw his eyes at Renwick’s, when he had watched the Portal that separated him from his home shatter into a thousand irretrievable pieces. He held her gaze for a split second, then looked away from her, the muscles in his throat working. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #jace-wayland #humor

You are mortal. You age, you die. If that is not hell, pray tell me, what is? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #death #humans #life #mortal

Tomorrow's leaders will not lead dictating from the front, nor pushing from the back. They will lead from the centre - from the heart ↗

— Rasheed Ogunlaru

#empowering-others #evolved-consciousness #leaders #leadership #leadership-styles

I also remember being struck by de Sade's will, in which he asked that his ashes be scattered to the four corners of the earth in the hope that humankind would forget both his writings and his name. I'd like to be able to make that demand; commemorative ceremonies are not only false but dangerous, as are all statues of famous men. Long live forgetfulness, I've always said—the only dignity I see is in oblivion. ↗

— Luis Buñuel

#de-sade #death #dignity #legacy #marquis-de-sade

To live for the hope of something isn’t really living at all, and so, like a child putting away its toys and picking up a tool, he marched to Lyca’s bathroom, to shower off the stench of failure, soap up the death of hope, then wash away the ashes of his love for Daphne. ↗

— Mark A. Rayner

#ashes #child #crush #death #fail