#land

The average lawn is an interesting beast: people plant it, then douse it with artificial fertilizers and dangerous pesticides to make it grow and to keep it uniform-all so that they can hack and mow what they encouraged to grow. And woe to the small yellow flower that rears its head! ↗

— Michael Braungart

#landscaping #lawns #pesticides #environmentalism

To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #the-mortal-instruments #love

Alec slid his hand from Jace's arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand. Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #magnus-bane #simon-lewis #magnus-bane

As for this," Magnus said sliding the stele into Jace's jeans pocket, "keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter." - 219 ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #magnus-bane #magnus-bane

Bitten? You mean you're a-" "A werewolf," said the girl. "Like everyone else here. Except you, and the asshole. And the asshole's sister. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #humor #jace-wayland #maia #simon-lewis

Jace suggested that the cast of "Gilligan's Island" could go do something anatomically unlikely with themselves. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #tv-reference #humor

And the Clave wants to meet Clarissa. You know that, Jace." "The Clave can screw itself." "Jace," Maryse said, sounding genuinely parental for a change. "Language." "The Clave wants a lot of things," Jace amended. "It shouldn't necessarily get them all. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#maryse #change

I believe hurling is the best of us, one of the greatest and most beautiful expressions of what we can be. For me that is the perspective that death and loss cast on the game. If you could live again you would hurl more, because that is living. You'd pay less attention to the rows and the mortgage and the car and all the daily drudge. Hurling is our song and our verse, and when I walk in the graveyard in Cloyne and look at the familiar names on the headstones I know that their ownders would want us to hurl with more joy and more exuberance and more (as Frank Murphy used to tell us) abandon than before, because life is shorter than the second half of a tournament game that starts at dusk. ↗

— Dónal Óg Cusack

#cork #gaa #hurling #iomáint #iománaíocht

If you jotted down all of my ill-thought out comments, you could write a book entitled, Guide to Getting Punched in the Throat for Boneheads-Mad Hatter in "Death of the Mad Hatter" (Coming Soon!) ↗

— Sarah J. Pepper

#alice-in-wonderland #humor #love #paranormal #romance

He can't get broke so long as he is stuffed with money. ↗

— L. Frank Baum

#the-marvelous-land-of-oz #funny