#simon

Simon!" Clary shouted, and seized his arm. "What?" Simon looked alarmed. "I'm not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn't a very attractive woman, for her age. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#funny #mortal-instruments #simon-lewis #age

Simon," she said. "It's a perfectly fine plan." "The plan where you follow Jace and Sebastion off to some unknown dimensional pocket and we use these rings to communicate so those of us over here in the regular dimension of Earth can track you down? That plan?" "Yes." "No," he said. "No, it isn't. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#communication

Maybe you should call him,' Simon suggested, trying not to think too hard about how weird it was to be giving a demon hunter advice about possibly dating a warlock. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #dating

I can't believe he took you to an actual resteraunt. I assumed his idea od a date would be making you watch him play World of Warcraft with his nerd friends. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #dating

Meliorn?” said Clary. “I’ve met you, haven’t I? You used to go out with Isabelle Lightwood.” Meliorn was almost expressionless, but Clary could have sworn he looked ever so slightly uncomfortable. Luke shook his head. “Clary, Meliorn is a knight of the Seelie Court. It’s very unlikely that he – “ “He was totally dating Isabelle,” Simon said, “and she dumped him too. At least she said she was going to. Tough break, man. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#luke #simon-lewis #dating

I would never date a girl who insisted that I cut you out of my life. It’s non-negotiable. You want a piece of all this fabulousness?” He gestured at himself. “Well, my best friend comes along with it. I wouldn’t cut you out of my life, Clary, any more than I would cut off my right hand and give it to someone as a Valentine’s Day gift.” “Gross,” said Clary. “Must you?” He grinned. “I must. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#dating

Simon!” The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what he’d most loved during life to carry him through the process of death. “Simon, you stupid idiot! I’m over here! At the window!” Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #death

I think you inhaled too much lead from those scantron sheets ↗

— Simon Holt

#funny #simon-holt #soulstice #funny

Damn it! How will I ever get out of this labyrinth? ↗

— Simón Bolívar

#last-words #quotes #simon-bolivar #death

Śmierć, ów proces alchemii na wspak, w którym złoto życia ulega rozbiciu na cuchnące składniki wyjściowe. ↗

— Simon Beckett

#death