#her

The netherworld is timeless and unchanging, and boring -- much like a doctor's waiting room. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#humor #netherworld #humor

We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid. For instance, given the choice, we will always choose to save our own necks. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#slytherin #humor

That's your mom, right?" Pathik smiled. "She looks nicer than she did when she was dragging you away the other night. ↗

— Teri Hall

#mothers #pathik #teri-hall #the-line #humor

There is no other occupation in the world that so closely resembled enslavement as the career of a film star. ↗

— Louise Brooks

#closely #enslavement #film #film star #occupation

Mr. Klamp laid down the law. No tardiness, no talking above 40 decibels, no untied shoelaces, no visible undergarments, no eating, no chewing gum, no chewing tobacco, no chewing betel nuts, no chewing coca leaves, no chewing out students (unless Mr. Klamp was doing the chewing out), no chewing out teachers (unless ditto), no unnecessary displays of temper (unless ditto), no unnecessary displays of affection (no exceptions), no pets over one ounce or under one ton, and no singing, except in Bulgarian. I began to think Mr Klamp wouldn't be so bad... ↗

— Polly Shulman

#humor #rules #school #students #teachers

My grandmother was a teacher, my sister was a teacher, my daughter was a teacher and is now a superintendent in northern California, and my son-in-law is a high school principal. I am surrounded. ↗

— Loni Anderson

#california #daughter #grandmother #high #high school

One must not attempt to justify them, but rather to sense their nature simply and clearly. ↗

— Maureen Dowd

#clearly #justify #must #nature #rather

Am I bothered? Am I bothered though. I ain't doing nothing cause I ain't bothered. ↗

— Catherine Tate

#catherine-tate #comedian #humor #lauren-cooper #humor

Tessa had lain down beside him and slid her arm beneath his head, and put her head on his chest,listening to the ever-weakening beat of his heart. And in the shadows they'd whispered, reminding each other of the stories only they knew. Of the girl who had hit over the head with a water jug the boy who had come to rescue her, and how he had fallen in love with her in that instant. Of a ballroom and a balcony and the moon sailing like a ship untethered through the sky. Of the flutter of the wings of the clockwork Angel. Of holy water and blood. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#death #memories #tessa-gray #will-herondale #death

I'm warning you, that jacket is sexy. The Institute could go up in sexy, sexy flames. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-herondale #jacket #sexy #humor