#cars

If mouths cold commit the act, his made very hot, passionate love to mine last night. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#love

We die a little every day and by degrees we’re reborn into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars. ↗

— Mark Lawrence

#clothes #die #empire #king #little

[A Bugatti Veyron is] quite the most stunning piece of automotive engineering ever created....At a stroke then, the Veyron has rendered everything I’ve ever said about any other car obsolete. It’s rewritten the rule book, moved the goalposts and in the process, given Mother Nature a bloody nose. ↗

— Jeremy Clarkson

#automobiles #bugatti #car #cars #veyron

I said I’d drive to her place. But she lives in her car, so I don’t see why she couldn’t just drive her place to my place. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#cars #compromise #funny #house #houses

Say something in Mandarin,” said Tessa, with a smile. Jem said something that sounded like a lot of breathy vowels and consonants run together, his voice rising and falling melodically: “Ni hen piao liang.” “What did you say?” Tessa was curious. “I said your hair is coming undone — here,” he said, and reached out and tucked an escaping curl back behind her ear. Tessa felt the blood spill hot up into her face, and was glad for the dimness of the carriage. “You have to be careful with it,” he said, taking his hand back, slowly, his fingers lingering against her cheek. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #smile

She smiled at him. “How did you know just what I’d want to see?” “How could I not?” he said. “When I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mind’s eye always with a book in your hand.” He looked away from her as he said it, but not before she caught the slight flush on his cheekbones. He was so pale, he could never hide even the least blush, she thought — and was surprised how affectionate the thought was. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #smile

It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone. ↗

— Rose Kennedy

#pain #remembrance #scars #time #time

Do you think Charlotte will let me handle the investigation?" "Do you think you can be trusted in Downworld? The gaming hells, the dens of magical vice, the women of loose morals..." Will smiled the way Lucifer might have smiled, moments before he fell from heaven. "Would tomorrow be to early to start looking, do you think? Jem sighed. 'Do what you like, William. You always do. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #trust

Will: "Nice place to live, isn't it? Let's hope they left something behind other than filth. Forwarding addresses, a few severed limbs, a prostitute or two ..." Jem: "Indeed. Perhaps, if we're fortunate, we can still catch syphilis." "Or demon pox," Will suggested cheerfully, trying the door under the stairs. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #hope

Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention — but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and honest. He could make you happy. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #happy