#um

What you seek is seeking you. ↗

— Rumi

#rumi #sufi #attraction

Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley." "Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #simon-lewis #the-mortal-instruments #cat

The trauma said, ‘Don’t write these poems. Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

#bones #grief #the-madness-vase #trauma #grief

Grief is depression in proportion to circumstance; depression is grief out of proportion to circumstance. ↗

— Andrew Solomon

#depression #grief #proportion #grief

Oh! And they read English novels! David! Did you ever look into an English novel? Well, do not trouble yourself. It is nothing but a lot of nonsense about girls with fanciful names getting married. ↗

— Susanna Clarke

#literature #novels #nonsense

my heart has more rooms in it than a whore house ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#humour

We must question the story logic of having an all-knowing all-powerful God, who creates faulty Humans, and then blames them for his own mistakes. ↗

— Gene Roddenberry

#blames #creates #faulty #god #having

Wenna followed us out. "You've done him some good, Clary, I have to say! He's got color in his cheeks, and he's stepping along as if he was sixty again," she told Goodwin as she walked us to the gate. "You'll come back?" "Of course," Goodwin said. "But thank Cooper for his improved spirits. Once he'd insulted her a few times, he was in the pink. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#elderly #grumpy-old-man #visit #improvement

Asscrown," I muttered under my breath as I headed to my next class. I wasn't proud of swearing at a complete stranger, no. but he started it. Noah matched my pace. "Don't you mean 'assclown'?" He looked amused. "No," I said, louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses," I said, as though I was reading from a dictionary of modern profanity. "I guess you nailed me then. ↗

— Michelle Hodkin

#mara-dyer #noah-shaw #humour

It was Eric's voice not Simon's, on the recorded message. “Ladies, ladies ” he said. Though it was the millionth time she’d heard the recording, Clary couldn't help rolling her eyes. “If you've reached this message that means our boy Simon is out partying. But please don’t fight among yourselves. There’s always enough Simon to go around.” There was a muffled yell, some laughter, and then the long sound of the beep. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-glass-outtake #eric #mortal-instruments #simon-lewis #laughter