I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.
You must write every single day of your life… You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.
The only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.
I generally avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it.
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
The real story of the Fleece: there were these two children of Zeus, Cadmus and Europa, okay? They were about to get offered up as human sacrifices, when they prayed to Zeus to save them. So Zeus sent this magical flying ram with golden wool, which picked them up in Greece and carried them all the way to Colchis in Asia Minor. Well, actually it…
Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.
Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who’d come over your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice to your pets. Jace on the other hand, looked like the kind of boy who’d come over your house and burn it down just for kicks.
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.
I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It’s nice.
First they ignore you. Then they ridicule you. And then they attack you and want to burn you. And then they build monuments to you.
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