#bones

Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet? ↗

— Cassandra

#jace #love

5. If You Love, Love Openly Twenty monks and one nun, who was named Eshun, were practicing meditation with a certain Zen master. Eshun was very pretty even though her head was shaved and her dress plain. Several monks secretly fell in love with her. One of them wrote her a love letter, insisting upon a private meeting. Eshun did not reply. The following day the master gave a lecture to the group, and when it was over, Eshun arose. Addressing the one who had written her, she said: "If you really love me so much, come and embrace me now. ↗

— Nyogen Senzaki

#zen #zen-flesh-zen-bones #love

Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy." Cat ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat #humor #humor

My parents were political, so it's definitely in my bones. Wherever I am, I always seem to get involved with politics. I think, once it's in your bloodstream, it's always there. I love it. ↗

— Saffron Burrows

#am #bloodstream #bones #definitely #get

Before we go, I gotta know: If mind-reading abilities are real, there's something else I wondered if fiction got right about vampires-" "Ask me if I sparkle and I'll kill you where you stand," Bones cut him off with utmost seriousness. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#humor #sparkles #humor

Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self." "Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before. "Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like "Get out. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #clary-fray #humor #jace-wayland #magnificent

Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father would pull me into his lap and reach for the snow globe. He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it. The two of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin. The penguin was alone in there, I thought, and I worried for him. When I told my father this, he said, "Don't worry, Susie; he has a nice life. He's trapped in a perfect world. ↗

— Alice Sebold

#life

Live, die, something else lives. The very soil humanity walks upon is built up from death. Digging into a flowerbed means digging into bones. ↗

— M. Jones

#death #frankie-and-formaldehyde #gallows-humor #life #death

Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag. Cat re: Annette ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat #humor #humor

Clary,you're an artist, like your mother.That means you see the world in ways that other people don't.It's your gift,to see the beauty and the horror in things.It doesn't make you crazy-just different.There's nothing wrong with being different." -Luke ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#bones #cassandra #city #clare #art