#lewis

It was Eric's voice not Simon's, on the recorded message. “Ladies, ladies ” he said. Though it was the millionth time she’d heard the recording, Clary couldn't help rolling her eyes. “If you've reached this message that means our boy Simon is out partying. But please don’t fight among yourselves. There’s always enough Simon to go around.” There was a muffled yell, some laughter, and then the long sound of the beep. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-glass-outtake #eric #mortal-instruments #simon-lewis #laughter

To put it another way, pain is God's megaphone to rouse a deaf world. Why must it be pain? Why can't he rouse us more gently, with violins or laughter? Because the dream from which we must be wakened, is the dream that all is well. ↗

— William Nicholson

#god #pain #suffering #dreams

You're not gay, are you? If I were, I would dress better. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#gay-stereotypes #simon-lewis #stereotypes

Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes. ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#fiction #lewis-carroll #through-the-looking-glass #young-adult #young-adult-fiction

They had just showed up, Amatis had said. Which meant Simon had spent the entire night at Isabelle's. She stared at him. He didn't look any different. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #simon-lewis #clary-fray

All right. Are you going to come back? Do you want any soup?" "No," said Jace. "Do you think Hodge will want any soup?" "No one wants any soup." "I want some soup," Simon said. "No, you don't," said Jace. "You just want to sleep with Isabelle." Simon was appalled. "That is not true." "How flattering," Isabelle murmured into the soup, but she was smirking. "Oh, yes it is," said Jace. "Go ahead and ask her—then she can turn you down and the rest of us can get on with our lives while you fester in miserable humiliation." He snapped his fingers. "Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #simon-lewis #jace-wayland

Kyle want to be a rockstar. I think hes working the one-name thing. Like Rihanna." "I have no idea what you're talking about. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #jace-wayland

Maureen clapped her hands together. "Oh," she said in her elfin little voice. "It's pretty." "Pretty?" Simon looked quickly at the hunched shape on top of the concrete block. "Maureen, what the hell- ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sebastian-morgenstern #simon-lewis #city-of-fallen-angels

The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#luke-garroway #mortal-instruments #simon-lewis #love

They kind of look like evil lawn gnomes ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels