#mortal

Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#immortality #life-and-death #sex #life

I was laughing at you because declarations of love amuse me, especially when unrequited," he said. -Jace pg. 41 ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#shadow-hunters #love

The smoke detectors began to ring; for they were battery-powered and thus still functioned, just as a record can still be played after the death of every member of the orchestra. ↗

— William T. Vollmann

#music #time #death

Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#mortals #beauty

She was tipping her head back to inquire, when two men entered the great hall and the question flew right out of her head. They were simply two of the most gorgeous men she'd ever seen. Twins, though different. They were both tall and powerfully built. One was taller by a few inches, with dark hair that swept just past his shoulders and eyes like shard of silver and ice while the other had long black hair falling in a single braid to his waist, and eyes as gold as Adam's torque. They were elegantly dressed in tailored clothing of dark hues, with magnificent bodies that dripped with raw sex appeal. Oh, my, she marveled, they don't amek men like these in the States. Were these typical Scotsmen? If so, she was going to have to get Elizabeth over here somehow. A connoisseur of romance novels, Elizabeth's favorites were the Scottish ones, and these two men looked as if they'd just stepped straight off one of those covers. "Try not to gape, ka-lyrra. They're only human. Mortal. Puny. And married. Both of them. Happily. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dageus #drustan #gabby #ka-lyrra #karen-marie-moning

When you can't die, she thought, everything sounds like a clock ticking. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#men

Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. Liked me, liked me.” “Liked you, liked you?” Magnus buried his grin in the cat’s fur. “Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . . ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #kissed #magnus-bane #mortal-instruments #sisters

Can’t hear… call back… good luck…” “Nïx, I know you’re faking the static.” She could picture her sister blowing into her fist directly at the receiver. The static abruptly stopped. “Why?” “It seemed less rude than the alternative.” “What’s that?” Click. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#pleasure-of-a-dark-prince #sisters

It's a girl," Jace said, recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #clary-fray #isabelle-lightwood #jace #mortal-instruments

He jerked back. "What is this? Be like you were with me the other times! When you melted for me." "That was before I fully understood what a nasty piece of work you are." "Because of a few shifter beheadings? Come on, Lizvetta, it's not as if I went around cock-slapping gnomes." Her jaw dropped. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#lothaire #immortality