#mortal

Any relations in a social order will endure, if there is infused into them some of that spirit of human sympathy which qualifies life for immortality. ↗

— George William Russell

#endure #human #immortality #infused #into

No mortal man has ever served at the same time his passions and his best interests. ↗

— Sallust

#best interests #ever #his #interests #man

Man is free whenever he produces or manifests God, and through this he becomes immortal. ↗

— Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

#free #god #immortal #man #manifests

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#give #give me #i #immortal #longings

Lastly, he must remember that he himself hath no exemption from the common lot, but that he is bound by the same laws of mortality, and liable to the same ailments and afflictions with his fellows. ↗

— Thomas Sydenham

#ailments #bound #common #exemption #fellows

In spite of all the yearnings of men, no one can produce a single fact or reason to support the belief in God and in personal immortality. ↗

— Clarence Darrow

#fact #god #immortality #men #personal

All great enterprises have a pearl of faith at their core, and this must be ours: that Americans are still a people born to liberty. That they retain the capacity for self-government. That, addressed as free-born, autonomous men and women of God-given dignity, they will rise yet again to drive back a mortal enemy. ↗

— Mitch Daniels

#again #autonomous #back #born #capacity

Clary wasn't sure what she'd expected -exclamations of delight, perhaps a smattering of applause. Instead there was silence, broken only when Jace said, "Somehow, I thought it would be bigger." Clary looked at the Cup in her hand. It was the size, perhaps, of an ordinary wineglass, only much heavier. Power thrummed through it, like blood through living veins. "It's a perfectly nice size," she said indignantly. "Oh, it's big enough," he said patronizingly, "but somehow I was expecting something… you know." He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat. "It's the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl," said Isabelle. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle #jace #mortal-instruments #broken

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