#gh

Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times?" Mo had said..."As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells...and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower...both strange and familiar. ↗

— Cornelia Funke

#feelings #reading #thoughts #time

And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love #pain #wuthering-heights #love

My mama told me don't trust no white boy, even a pretty one. I'm thinkin' a pretty white boy with wings explodin' up from the ground in a mess of blood and ugly-ass bird things is double trouble." - Kramisha (Ch 5) ↗

— P.C. Cast

#hunted #kramisha #trust

Your mind can be either your prison or your palace. What you make it is yours to decide ↗

— Bernard Kelvin Clive

#mind #thought-provoking #dreams

A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is visible labor and there is invisible labor. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#work #work

How I would enjoy being told the novel is dead. How liberating to work in the margins, outside a central perception. You are the ghoul of literature. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#liberation #novel #work

So what was that all about?" "I think," Jace said, "that she asked if she could touch my mango." "She said that?" Jace shrugged. "Yeah, then she gave me her number. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #simon-lewis #think

Both Rowling and Meyer, they’re speaking directly to young people. … The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer can’t write worth a darn. She’s not very good. ↗

— Stephen King

#jk-rowling #stephenie-meyer #twilight #people

If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#thought #think

Isabelle drifted over, Jace a pace behind her. She was wearing a long black dress with boots and an even longer cutaway coat of soft green velvet, the color of moss. "I can't believe you did it!" she exclaimed. "How did you get Magnus to let Jace leave?" "Traded him for Alec," Clary said. Isabelle looked mildly alarmed. "Not permanently?" "No," said Jace. "Just for a few hours. Unless I don't come back," he added thoughtfully. "In which case, maybe he does get to keep Alec. Think of it as a lease with an option to buy." Isabelle looked dubious. "Mom and Dad won't be pleased if they find out." "That you freed a possible criminal by trading away your brother to a warlock who looks like a gay Sonic the Hedgehog and dresses like the Child Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Simon inquired. "No, probably not. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #humor #isabelle-lightwood #jace-wayland #simon-lewis