#dale

I can't - I'll chop off my own foot!" "If you're going to chop off anyone's foot, chop off Benedict's," Will muttered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa #tessa-gray #will #will-herondale #tessa-gray

He played of love and loss and years of silence, words unsaid and vows unspoken, and all the spaces between his heart and theirs; and when he was done, and he'd set the violin back in its box, Will's eyes were closed, but Tessa's were full of tears. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

Perhaps [James Herondale] loved vice for vice's own sake. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

Simon, you gave me no water to wash my feet, but this woman as washed them with her tears. You gave me no kiss, but she has not ceased to kiss my feet. Do no reproach her Simon for you did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed me for my burial. ↗

— Clysta Kinstler

#religion #simon #religion

When he was young, I told Dale Jr. that hunting and racing are a lot alike. Holding that steering wheel and holding that rifle both mean you better be responsible. ↗

— Dale Earnhardt

#better #both #dale #holding #hunting

While Mayor Daley surprised me today with his decision to not run for reelection, I have never been surprised by his leadership, dedication and tireless work on behalf of the city and the people of Chicago. ↗

— Rahm Emanuel

#behalf #chicago #city #daley #decision

Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

I've mastered many thing's in my life. Navigating the streets of London, dancing the quadrille, the Japanese art of flower arranging, lying at charades, concealing a highly intoxicated state, delighting young women with my charms..." Tessa stared. "Alas," he went on, "no one has ever actually referred to me as 'the master' or 'the magister', either. More's the pity..." "Are you highly intoxicated at the moment? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#william-herondale #art

He pulled the Carstairs family ring from his finger and held it out to Will. "Take it." Will let his eyes drift down toward it, and then up to Jem's face. A dozen awful things he could say, or do, went through his mind. One did not slough off a persona so quickly, he had found. He had pretended to be cruel for so many years that the pretense was still what he reached for first, as a man might absently turn his carriage toward the home he had lived in for all his life, despite the fact that he had recently moved. "You wish to marry me now?" he said, at last. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #family

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#vampires #will-herondale #beauty