#ray

It's a sweet thing to sit quietly in the early-morning darkness and talk to God for awhile. It's amazing what you gain from the conversation. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#meditation #ponder #prayer #quiet #richelle

But the very fact that this world is so challenging is exactly why you sometimes must reach out of its jurisdiction for help, appealing to a higher authority in order to find your comfort. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#love

And spare me the jokes about scoring." "Dammit, woman, you read my mind," he said. "Is there no filthy wordplay you can't forsee?" "It's my special magical power. I can read your mind when you're thinking dirty thoughts." "So, ninety-five percent of the time. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #jace-lightwood #humor

Is your inner vampire different from your... outer vampire? Deffinitely. He wants me to wear midriff-baring shirts and a fedora. I'm fighting it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #simon-lewis #humor

Tessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What had she nearly told Will? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale

Will’s eyes met Tessa’s as she came closer, almost tripping again over the torn hem of her gown. For a moment, they were in perfect understanding. Jem was what they could still look each other straight in the eye about. On the topic of Jem, they were both fierce and unyielding. Tessa saw Will’s hand tighten on Jem’s sleeve. “She’s here,” he said. Jem’s eyes opened slowly. Tessa fought to keep the look of shock from her face. His pupils were blown out, his irises a thin ring of silver around the black. “Ni shou shang le ma, quin ai de?” he whispered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #will-herondale

Tess?” A soft voice at the door; she looked up and saw Will there, silhouetted in the light from the corridor. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale

Goodness," Tessa said to the back of his neck. "If you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #will-herondale #will-herondale

As for the temperature of Hell, Miss Gray," he said, "let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs." (Will) ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-angel #tessa #tessa-gray #tessie #will

Will,” she whispered against his mouth. She wanted him closer to her so badly, it was like an ache, a painful hot ache that spread from her stomach to speed her heart and knot her hands in his hair and set her skin burning. “Will, you need not be so careful. I will not break. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale