#clock

And those hard slovos, brothers, were like the beginning of my freedom. ↗

— Anthony Burgess

#burgess #clockwork-orange #inspirational #freedom

I am not a certified idiot—" "Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#gabriel-lightwood #will-herondale #intelligence

You’re seventeen,” Magnus said. “You can’t have wasted a life you’ve barely lived. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #life

You see it, don't you, James? Without Tessa there is nothing for me--no joy, no light, no life. If you loved me, you would let me have her. You can't love her as I do. No one could. If you are truly my brother, you would do this for me. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem #tessa #the-infernal-devices #will #life

I want you to be happy, and him to be happy. And yet when you walk that aisle to meet hims and join yourselves forever you will walk an invisible path of the shards of my heart, Tessa. I would give over my own life for your happiness. I thought perhaps that when you told me you did not love me that my own feelings would fall away and atrophy, but they have not. They have grown every day. I love you now more desperately, this moment, than I have ever loved you before, and in an hour I will love you more than that. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #page- #life

No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #clockwork-princess #death #dying #i-can-t-even

And so I told myself to take that one. Because Father said clocks slay time. He said time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life. The hands were extended, slightly off the horizontal at a faint angle, like a gull tilting into the wind. ↗

— William Faulkner

#time #life

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. ↗

— W.H. Auden

#love

For that was love, wasnt it--to burn bright in someone else's eyes? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #clockwork-angel #clockwork-prince #jem-carstairs #love

Rage flared up in Tessa and she considered belting Woolsey with the poker whether he came near her or not. He had moved awfully quickly while fighting Will, though, and she didn’t fancy her chances. “You don’t know James Carstairs. Don’t speak about him.” “Love him, do you?” Woolsey managed to make it sound unpleasant. “But you love Will, too.” Tessa froze. She had known that Magnus knew of Will’s affection for her, but the idea that what she felt for him in return was written across her face was too terrifying to contemplate. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem #tessa #will #love