#lock

A story conducted by the time of a clock and calendars alone would be a story not of human beings but of mechanical toys. ↗

— Mary Lascelles

#clock #novels #stories #art

What shall we do, all of us? All of us oassionate girls who fear crushing the boys we love with our mouths like caverns of teeth, our mushrooming brains, our watermelon hearts? ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#francesca-lia-block #love #love

If the marriage were valid, she'd be your sister-in-law. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#the-infernal-devices #will-herondale #william-herondale #marriage

Reparations,” said Jem very suddenly, setting down the pen he was holding. Will looked at him in puzzlement. “Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine is ‘genuphobia’. It means an unreasonable fear of knees.” “What’s the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?” inquired Jessamine. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #jessamine-lovelace #will-herondale #words

One thing I knew about the novelist’s task: when in doubt, write; when empty, write; when afraid, write. Nothing is more impenetrable than the blank page. The blank page is the void, the absence of sense and feeling, the white light of literary death. ↗

— Philip Sington

#death

Make a list of all the varieties of aliens you can come up with. (And if it's less than 3,000, then THE PEARS ARE LAUGHING AT YOU, MY FRIEND.)" -Scott Westerfeld from NaNoWriMo Pep Talk. ↗

— Scott Westerfeld

#pears #writers-block #writers-block

Eventually I fell asleep in the Rabies and Lycanthropy section. Woolsey bites on occasion, and I'm concerned. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #magnus-bane #magnus-bane

Picasso is a character that has pursued me for a long time and I always rejected. He deserves a lot of respect because I am from Malaga, and I was born four blocks from where he was born. ↗

— Antonio Banderas

#am #because #blocks #born #character

I would like to find a stew that will give me heartburn immediately, instead of at three o clock in the morning. ↗

— John Barrymore

#clock #find #give #give me #i

The sense that in his mother’s view, he had let down his family just by being who he was… was a failure of acceptance that he was never going to get over. He just wanted to live, honestly and out front, with no apology. Like everyone else. To love who he loved, be who he was… but society had a different standard. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blaylock #j-r-ward #lover-at-last #family