#prince

On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#french

Tessa touched his wrist lightly with her hand. "Be brave," she said. "It's not a duck, is it? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#bravery #clockwork-princess #ducks #tessa-gray #william-herondale

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

We all have to let go of the Prince Charming complex and realize he doesn't necessarily exist in the package we assume he'll come in. ↗

— Gabrielle Union

#charming #come #complex #exist #go

Specifically, we talked about making the character of the prince not so charming, at least in the beginning, and I'm playing around with the preconceptions attached to a character. That's really what intrigued me as well because I thought it would be fun to do it. ↗

— Hugh Dancy

#around #attached #because #beginning #character

To find a prince, you gotta kiss some toads. ↗

— Foxy Brown

#gotta #kiss #prince #some #toads

Over the last two years, I have been able to comb through The Prince's archives. I have been free to read his journals, diaries and many thousands of the letters. ↗

— Jonathan Dimbleby

#archives #been #comb #diaries #free

Children are amazing, and while I go to places like Princeton and Harvard and Yale, and of course I teach at Columbia, NYU, and that's nice and I love students, but the most fun of all are the real little ones, the young ones. ↗

— David Dinkins

#children #columbia #course #fun #go

They that possess the prince possess the laws. ↗

— John Dryden

#possess #prince

Some would say it is madness to want a woman this way, but I think it must be love. Not the tepid, fickle love of which the poets sing—the love that forms or fades with kindness or cruelty. No, this love is something more divine—like the love of a god, both vengeful and benign. It is as constant as the sea. And as beautiful. As dangerous. As mysterious. She is the only woman to ever refuse me. And yet, I want… ↗

— Bettie Sharpe

#prince-charming #beauty