#stairs

Our house was bombed, and the roof fell in. We were sitting under the stairs of the basement, and we were quite safe, but it brought home the realization. In two nights 400 people were killed in small town. ↗

— Roger Bannister

#bombed #brought #fell #home #house

His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never be equality in the servants hall. ↗

— James M. Barrie

#equal #equality #hall #his #lordship

We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#call #department #down #fire #house

I reached my full height at age 11, and I was clumsy as all get-out - all elbows and knees, couldn't get up a flight of stairs without falling down. I wanted to be a cute, petite blonde, but I'm a big ol' strapping thing, so I just accept it. ↗

— Jeannette Walls

#age #big #blonde #clumsy #cute

Talking is a hydrant in the yard and writing is a faucet upstairs in the house. Opening the first takes the pressure off the second. ↗

— Robert Frost

#first #house #hydrant #off #opening

His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never be equality in the servants' hall. ↗

— J. M. Barrie

#equal #equality #hall #his #lordship

Jem and Will had set up camp on one of the long tables in the back of the library, ostensibly to help advise her, but more likely, it seemed, to mock and be amused by her consternation. “You point your feet out too much when you walk,” Will went on. He was busy polishing an apple on his shirtfront, and appeared not to notice Tessa glaring at him. “Camille walks delicately. Like a faun in the woods. Not like a duck.” “I do not walk like a duck.” “I like ducks,” Jem observed diplomatically. “Especially the ones in Hyde Park.” He glanced sideways at Will; both boys were sitting on the edge of the high table, their legs dangling over the side. “Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?” “They ate it too,” Will reminisced. “Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

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

They say you cannot love two people equally at once,” she said. “And perhaps for others that is so. But you and Will—you are not like two ordinary people, two people who might have been jealous of each other, or who would have imagined my love for one of them diminished by my love of the other. You merged your souls when you were both children. I could not have loved Will so much if I had not loved you as well. And I could not love you as I do if I had not loved Will as I did. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#epilogue #infernal-devices #james-castairs #jem #jem-castairs

I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#the-infernal-devices #life

Do you think Charlotte will let me handle the investigation?" "Do you think you can be trusted in Downworld? The gaming hells, the dens of magical vice, the women of loose morals..." Will smiled the way Lucifer might have smiled, moments before he fell from heaven. "Would tomorrow be to early to start looking, do you think? Jem sighed. 'Do what you like, William. You always do. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #trust