#ma

Míralo. El rostro de un ángel malicioso y los ojos como el cielo nocturno en el Infierno. Es muy hermoso, y a los vampiros les gusta eso. Y no puedo decir que a mí me moleste. -Magnus sonrió de medio lado-. Cabello negro y ojos azules son mi combinación favorita. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

If one believed in angels one would feel that they must love us best when we are asleep and cannot hurt each other; and what a mercy it is that once in every twenty-four hours we are too utterly weary to go on being unkind. ↗

— Elizabeth von Arnim

#sleep #unkindness #love

A long marriage is two people trying to dance a duet and two solos at the same time. ↗

— Anne Taylor Fleming

#love #marriage #work #love

my quote is that a guy name beastly theres a guy that has a wierd face and he loves her. so much and the women didn,t like him at all. then they get in love alot in the end.and then he gets his face normal. ↗

— Alex Flinn

#love

My mother is convinced that yellow is a happy color and that a happy girl would get a husband. -Penelope Featherington ↗

— Julia Quinn

#julia-quinn #marriage #humor

I had a romance novel inside me, but I paid three sailors to beat it out of me with steel pipes. ↗

— Patton Oswalt

#gender #humor #masculinity #romance #romance-novels

I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#cato #clove #glimmer #humor #katniss

Corrival looked around. 'So is this it? Is everyone here? Erskine, maybe you should start the ball rolling. I have places to go and things to do.' 'Me?' Ravel asked. 'Why do I have to start it? You're the most respected mage here. You start it, or Skulduggery.' Skulduggery shook his head. 'I can't start it. I don't like most of these people. I might start shooting. ↗

— Derek Landy

#gathering #grudges #humor #humorous #mages

Dude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does job applications anymore?” “I do.” I squint at it, then him. “What are you paying me?” I angle. “Dude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does money anymore.” I snicker. First sign of any sense of humor he’s shown. Then I remember where I am and why. I wad it up and throw it at him. It bounces off his chest. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#ryodan #humor

God save me from idealists. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#idealism #thomas-raith #humor