#san

Damn it," I muttered. "What?" asked Adrian. "I hate when you're the sane one. That's my job." "Rose," he said, forcibly trying to keep a serious tone, "I can think of many words to describe you, sexy and hot being at the top of the list. You know what's not on the list? Sane. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #sanity #sexy

The human mind is not a terribly logical or consistent place. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#people #psychology #sanity #logic

Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#dreams

Isabelle," she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, "your loyalty to your friend is understandable --" "He's not my friend." Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. "He's my brother. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #isabelle-lightwood #loyalty #the-mortal-instruments #effort

Why were the other angels attacking you?" "It's impolite to ask the victim of violence what they did to be attacked. ↗

— Susan Ee

#susan-ee #violence

A nation that makes a great distinction between its scholars and its warriors will have its laws made by cowards and its wars fought by fools. ↗

— Thucydides

#well-roundedness #law

Oh, and I certainly don't suffer from schizophrenia. I quite enjoy it. And so do I. ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#schizophrenia #suffering

Mother." Alec's voice as he interrupted his mother was firm, implacable, and not unkind. "Father. There's something I have to tell you." He smiled at them. "I'm seeing someone." Robert Lightwood looked at his son with some exasperation. "Alec," he said. "This is hardly the time." "Yes, it is. This is important. You see, I'm not just seeing anyone." Words seemed to be pouring out of Alec in a torrent, while his parents looked on in confusion. Isabelle and Magnus were staring at him with expressions of nearly identical astonishment. "I'm seeing a Downworlder. In fact, I'm seeing a war—" Magnus's fingers moved, quick as a flash of light, in Alec's direction. There was a faint shimmer in the air around Alec — his eyes rolled up — and he dropped to the floor, felled like a tree. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #parenting

I'm not unhappy," he said. "Only people with no purpose are unhappy. I've got a purpose. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #jace-wayland #purpose #unhappiness #purpose

Tris: "I was reading." Sandry: "You're always reading. The only way people can ever talk to you is to interrupt." Tris: "Then maybe they shouldn't talk to me. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#reading #sandry #talk #tris #magic