#lass

Clary, Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I'm leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do. I'm writing this watching the sun come up. You're asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see myself the way you do. But maybe I dont want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I'm perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn't stand that. I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you. All night I've watched you sleeping, watched the moonlight come and go, casting its shadows across your face in black and white. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I think of the life we could have had if things were different, a life where this night is not a singular event, separate from everything else that's real, but every night. But things aren't different, and I can't look at you without feeling like I've tricked you into loving me. The truth no one is willing to say out loud is that no one has a shot against Valentine but me. I can get close to him like no one else can. I can pretend I want to join him and he'll believe me, up until that last moment where I end it all, one way or another. I have something of Sebastian's; I can track him to where my father's hiding, and that's what I'm going to do. So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this to your face, I couldn't make myself go. I don't blame you if you hate me, I wish you would. As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you. _Jace ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #city-of-glass #clary-fray #herondale #jace-lightwood

The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it. ↗

— Jean Paul

#clearer #escaped #hourglass #life #more

All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

#divided #immovable #into #mankind #movable

The reflection of the flame in the glass seems to be touching the hand. And you feel the helpless fear of these dismembered parts. This sort of thing can hardly be visualized at the script stage. ↗

— Terence Fisher

#feel #flame #glass #hand #hardly

At one point in college I was so shy that I'd drop out of a class if asked to speak in front of other people. ↗

— Joe Flanigan

#class #college #drop #front #i

The Internet is just a world passing around notes in a classroom. ↗

— Jon Stewart

#classroom #internet #just #notes #passing

In classical oil painting, there seemed to be a radical turn to seeing things as the camera sees them, with that technological modification. I began to have a tremendous problem with all of this. ↗

— Henry Flynt

#camera #classical #i #modification #oil

I was born in Montreal and came from a lower-middle-class family. ↗

— Maureen Forrester

#came #class family #family #i #i was born

Letters have to pass two tests before they can be classed as good: they must express the personality both of the writer and of the recipient. ↗

— E. M. Forster

#both #classed #express #good #letters

Once you drink one glass, you want another. ↗

— John Forsythe

#drink #glass #once #want #you