#gh

Do you know, I think that of all your idiosyncrasies that choke you give, when you are determined not to laugh, is the one that most enchants me. ↗

— Georgette Heyer

#love #love

An attentive reader will always learn more, and more quickly, from good authors than from life. ↗

— Hervé Le Tellier

#life-lessons #reading #life

Why is it that everyone loves to see the rich person get flushed down the toilet? Why is it people will spend four dollars to buy a magazine just so they can read about some Hollywood star's divorce? Or arrest? Or bad luck? I have no idea what Hollywood crimes have actually been told truthfully, but at least I have the brains to say I don't know. ↗

— Carol Plum-Ucci

#love

But you're worried I'll get in trouble?" I try not to show how much this pleases me. I've managed to ignore him for days now and here I sit. Lapping up his attention like a neglected puppy. My voice takes on an edge. "Why do you care? I've ignored you for days." His smile fades. He looks serious, mockingly so. "Yeah. You got to stop that. ↗

— Sophie Jordan

#jacinda-jones #love #sophie-jordan #sweet #will-and-jacinda

The feeling of love remains until we forget about the other. ↗

— Shiho Inada

#love

I thought I was going to be killed. The casualties were so heavy, it was just a given. I learned to take each day, each mission, as it came. That's an attitude I've carried into my professional life. I take each case, each job, as it comes. ↗

— Elliot Richardson

#came #carried #case #casualties #comes

I don't know what I was trying to get out of a tenor - but it never really satisfied me until one day I picked up my alto and I said, "Where have you been?" and I said right here for now on! ↗

— Jerome Richardson

#been #day #get #here #i

You can have a laugh in Los Angeles, or you can weep in Los Angeles, depending on your attitude towards it. ↗

— Miranda Richardson

#attitude #depending #laugh #los #los angeles

I cried for all of those things that should have just been for us... ↗

— Kate Chisman

#crying #fear #fright #frightened #ghost

And you won’t leave me?” “No.” Alec said. “No, we won’t ever leave you. You know that.” “Never.” Isabelle took his hand, the one Alec wasn’t holding, and pressed it fiercely. “Lightwoods, all together.” She whispered. Jace's hand was suddenly damp where she was holding it, and he realized she was crying, her tears splashing down crying for him, because she loved him; even after everything that had happened, she still loved him. They both did. He fell asleep like that, with Isabelle on one side of him and Alec on the other, as the sun came up with the dawn. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #jace-lightwood #lightwoods #parabatai #love