#fall

Thank you,” Simon said. “It’s a joke, Isabelle. He’s the Count. He likes counting. You know. ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One chocolate chip cookie, two chocolate chip cookies, three chocolate chip cookies . . .’” There was a rush of cold air as the door of the restaurant opened, letting in another customer. Isabelle shivered and reached for her black silk scarf. “It’s not realistic.” “What would you prefer? ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One helpless villager, two helpless villagers, three helpless villagers . . . ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #simon-lewis #city

He looks," Simon had once said to Isabelle, "like he's thinking about something deep and meaningful, but if you ask him what it is, he'll punch you in the face. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #simon-lewis #city

Let’s be honest, Nora. You’ve got it bad for me." His eyes held a lot of depth. "And I’ve got it bad for you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#bad

You'd think the Angel would have been foresighted enough to give us a birth-control rune, but no dice. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #birth

As long as everyone's wearing their own pants." "I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#eric #simon-lewis #conversation

Interesting" he said. "You know, Simon never mentioned that his roommate was a werewolf. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#kyle #simon #city-of-fallen-angels

We are one now, little brother, you and I," Sebastian said. "We are one. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cliffhanger #jace-lightwood #jonathon-morgenstern #meanest-ending-in-history #sebastian-verlac

God's relationship with man does not work in a way in which man stumbles and then God has to drop what he is doing in order to lift him up; rather, man stumbles so that God can lift him up. Hence it is utterly impossible to truly diminish his glory. ↗

— Criss Jami

#failure #falling #glory-of-god #god #healing

Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end. ↗

— Remy de Gourmont

#fall #melancholy #melancholy

Such days of autumnal decline hold a strange mystery which adds to the gravity of all our moods. ↗

— Charles Nodier

#fall #melancholy #melancholy