Everything that happens to you matters to me.
Everything that happens to you matters to me.
My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.
You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.
He felt his heart, which no longer beat, contract, and he wondered if there was anything in the world as painful as not being able to protect the people you loved.
Oh, good. You're starting to talk about yourself in the third person. That's not a sign of impending megalomania or anything.
You'd think the Angel would have been foresighted enough to give us a birth-control rune, but no dice.
Here's a hot tip: Most girls don't like being stalked.
One of the things he loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic. Once he had been able to do the same... Now that the real and the imagined had collided, he wondered if she, like he, longed for the past, for the normal. He wondered if normalcy was something, like a vision or silence, you didn't realize it was precious until you lost it.
Your trusting idiocy knows no bounds
His fingers skimmed down her body, over skin and satin, and she shivered, leaning into him, and she was sure they both tasted like blood and ashes and salt, but it didn't matter; the world, the city, and all it's lights and life seemed to have narrowed down to this, just her and Jace, the burning heart of a frozen world.
One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic.
You're a public menace. You shouldn't be allowed out on your own.
I can see why you like it here, there's a thin layer of nerd all over everything.
Or maybe it's just that beautiful things are so easily broken by the world.
Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.
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.
Please tell me you did not bring me out here so you could tell me a very boring story about your sister.
All that running and getting nowhere, he thought. Story of my life.
I just don't see why the past has to matter.
She is fine. She hates us both but it really didn't sound like anything else was wrong
As long as we're together, I'm ready for anything.
I love you Clary. More then I ever-- God. More than i probably should. You know that, don't you?
So you interrupted my date to make fun of me for still living with my parents. Couldn't you have done that on a night I didn't have a date? That's most nights, in case you're curious.
At least Kyle wasn't home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who kept blood in the fridge.
I screwed her over. I didn't want to see her screwed over by someone else.
Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.
Being sixteen forever sounded good until you really thought about it. Then it didn't seem like such a great prospect.
I think I'm better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence.
They kind of look like evil lawn gnomes
But it was mortality that made them what they were, the flame that blazed brighter for it's flickering
I think she just asked if she could touch my mango.
To love something is to destroy it forever.
But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.
If I cannot movie heaven then I will raise hell.
What's the point in wasting a perfectly good brick wall when you have someone to throw against it, that's what I always say.
Clary made fun of him about his new look; but, then, Clary found everything about Simon's love life borderline hilarious.
Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.
Why is it, little Shadowhunter, that your angels are so cold and without mercy? Why do they break that which will not obey them?
Do you have a lot of other profound thoughts like that? Blood is blood? A toaster is a toaster? A Gelatinous Cube is a Gelatinous Cube?
Jealousy is such an ugly emotion.
You always find the right quote, or the right thing to say to make me believe you love me.
Don't bother her, don't try to talk to her, don't even look at her, or I'll fold you in half so many times you'll look like a tiny little origami werewolf.
Luke moved as silently as fog, while Maryse's heels sounded like gunshots on the marble floor. Clary wondered if Isabelle's propensity for unsuitable footwear was genetic.
You can't forget the things you did in the past, or you'll never learn from them.
Eternity is a long time to spend alone, without others of your kind.
Maryse sighed."Nothing conclusive.If only the dead could talk,eh,Lucian?
You know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.
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