#glass

...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ... ↗

— John Geddes

#innocence #light #love #poetry #soul

Jo told me once that she was an old woman everywhere but in her studio. “There I’m only myself,” she’d said. Standing in the middle of masterpieces that only Jo had ever seen and touched, I knew what she meant. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#art-studio #artist #creativity #dating #glass-girl

I am a man" he told her, "and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-glass #clare #isabelle #jace #men

I wish we could go to the movies." I stared at him. "We're in a creepy dungeon. There's a chance I might die in the next few hours. You are going to die in the next few hours. And if you had one wish, it would be to catch a movie? ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#demonglass #impending-doom #movies #rachel-hawkins #sophie

What are those people doing?" Jenna whispered to me. "I don't know," I replied through a frozen grin, "but I'm afraid a musical number might be involved. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#jenna #musical-number #rachel-hawkins #sophie #music

Hmmm. What you’re saying is that you’ve never been kissed?” He picked at a string on the blanket under us. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#first-kiss #glass-girl #henry-whitmire #laura-anderson-kurk #love

Parents had some kind of sin radar, Claire thought. They always called when you were in the middle of something you just knew they'd consider wrong. Or at least risky. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#eve-rosser #michael-glass #parents #reba #shane-collins

The Law is hard, but it is the Law. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-glass #law #mortal-instruments #law

De la nostalgia humana por el amor ha brotado al fin y al cabo toda la parte de la cultura que no se orienta directamente a calmar el hambre o a luchar contra los enemigos. El sentimiento de la belleza no mana de otra fuente. Todo el arte, toda la poesía, toda la música han bebido de ella. El más soso cuadro de historia moderno, las madonas de Rafael, y las obreritas parisinas de Steinlen, el 'Ángel de la Muerte' como el Cantar de los Cantares y el Buch der Lieder, oratorios y valses vieneses, incluso toda moldura de yeso en esta casa horrenda donde vivo, todo dibujo de la alfombra, la forma de aquel jarrón de porcelana y el diseño de mi bufanda, todo lo que pretende gustar y embellecer, tanto si lo logra como sino, viene de allí, aunque sea por caminos largos y tortuosos. ↗

— Hjalmar Söderberg

#art

I always think about what it means to wear eyeglasses. When you get used to glasses you don't know how far you could really see. I think about all the people before eyeglasses were invented. It must have been weird because everyone was seeing in different ways according to how bad their eyes were. Now, eyeglasses standardize everyone's vision to 20-20. That's an example of everyone becoming more alike. Everyone could be seeing at different levels if it weren't for glasses. ↗

— Andy Warhol

#vision