#mistake

Then I made a stupid mistake and looked up at him. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, his face was open and vulnerable in the moonlight. I caught a hint of wonder there as we stared at each other. Slowly, he leaned forward. I caught my breath, a tiny gasp escaping. He stiffened, and his expression shuttered closed, eyes going hard and frosty. [...] 'This is getting old,' he said in a voice that matched his eyes. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#vulnerability #winter-prince #mistakes

Everyone makes mistakes. The important thing is to not make the same mistake twice. ↗

— Stephanie Perkins

#mistakes

You may be trying to claim the woman, his eyes said, but make no mistake, she and the fucking fireplace are mine. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#mistakes

I've been imitated so well I've heard people copy my mistakes. ↗

— Jimi Hendrix

#copy #heard #i #imitated #mistakes

You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly. “I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped. Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#gideon-cross #mistakes

The quickest way to rectify that mistake (choosing the wrong person) is by learning from that, moving on, and choosing much more wisely in the future. ↗

— Greg Behrendt

#relationships #mistakes

Books, which we mistake for consolation, only add depth to our sorrow. ↗

— Orhan Pamuk

#insight #sorrow #mistakes

It is a mistake to try to look too far ahead. The chain of destiny can only be grasped one link at a time. ↗

— Winston Churchill

#future-plans #mistakes

If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#mortal-instruments #mistakes

Will’s voice dropped. “Everyone makes mistakes, Jem.” “Yes,” said Jem. “You just make more of them than most people.” “I —” “You hurt everyone,” said Jem. “Everyone whose life you touch.” “Not you,” Will whispered. “I hurt everyone but you. I never meant to hurt you.” Jem put his hands up, pressing his palms against his eyes. “Will —” “You can’t never forgive me,” Will said in disbelief, hearing the panic tinging his own voice. “I’d be —” “Alone?” Jem lowered his hand, but he was smiling now, crookedly. “And whose fault is that? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #loneliness #mistakes #will-herondale #forgiveness