I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It’s so fuckin’ heroic.
The mind once enlightened cannot again become dark.
Don’t talk to me.” “Why not?” “Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret…
Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticized anyway.
You’re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers. “Real,” I answer. “Because that’s what you and I do, protect each other.
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens
And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn’t.
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Children learn more from what you are than what you teach.
What’s this?” he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there. “It’s a girl,” Jace said,recovering his composure. “Surely you’ve seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.
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