#clock

Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock. ↗

— Ben Hecht

#determine #going #hand #like #newspapers

Switzerland is a small, steep country, much more up and down than sideways, and is all stuck over with large brown hotels built on the cuckoo clock style of architecture. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#brown #built #clock #country #cuckoo

I did not think you would be angry, Jem burst out, and it was like ice cracking across a frozen waterfall, freeing a torrent. We were engaged, Tessa. A proposal-an offer of marriage-is a promise. A promise to love and care for someone always. I did not mean to break mine to you. But it was that or die. I wanted to wait, to be married to you and live wit you for years, but that wasn't possible. I was dying too fast. I would have given it up-all of it up-to be married to you for a day. A day that would never have come. You are a reminder-a reminder of everything I am losing. The life I will not have. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #jem-carstairs #loss #love #marriage

Wo men shi jie bai xiong di-we are more than brothers, Will. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #jem-carstairs #page- #men

So you're a Shadowhunter,' Nate said. 'De Quincey told me that you lot were monsters.' 'Was that before or after he tried to eat you?' Will inquired. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humour #nathaniel-gray #will-herondale #wit #eating

They’re not hideous,” said Tessa. Will blinked at her. “What?” “Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.” “I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.” Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?” “Mauve,” said Will. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #soul

Hell is cold. Do you remember when you told me that? We were in the cellars of the Dark House. Anyone else would have been panicking, but you were as calm as a governess, telling me Hell was covered in ice. If it is the fire of Heaven that takes you from me, what a cruel irony that would be. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #page- #irony

Being a father, well, I don't know if this is a change, but it makes me want to get out of here faster. Get off the clock. Just 'cause the baby is my reason for living, my reason for coming to work. ↗

— Richard Dean Anderson

#being #cause #change #clock #coming

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone. ↗

— Emily Bronte

#clock #day #done #half #his

It had a very long pendulum,and the pendulum swung with a slow tick-tock that set his teeth on edge,because it was the kind of deliberate annoying ticking that wanted to make it abundantly clear that every tick and every tock was stripping another second off your life. It was the kind of sound that suggested very pointedly that in some hypothetical hourglass somewhere,another few grains of sand had dropped out form under you. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#death #death