#hodge

Do not hate someone else’s ‘shine’…but have enough courage to look in the mirror and see the truth for what it is. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#t-f-hodge #courage

Each one comes to their own understanding and recognition of truth in their own time, not in yours. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#t-f-hodge #death

Priorities are simple to establish; what is desire and what is necessity? ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#t-f-hodge #death

Hodge had given up a long time ago trying to live a better life or a different one; all he wanted was not to be afraid, and so he was afraid all the time ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #hodge #life

No. It is said that the Nephilim are the children of men and angels. All that this angelic heritage has given to us is a longer distance to fall. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#fall #hodge #men

Upon examination of a people’s history, beware the story teller’s motives. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#t-f-hodge #death

It wouldn't be my move," Jace agreed. " First the candy and flowers, then the apology letters, THEN the ravenous demon hordes. In that order." "He might have sent her candy and flowers," Isabelle said. "We don't know." "Isabelle," said Hodge patiently, "this is the man who rained down destruction on Idris the like of which it had never seen,who set shadowhunter against Downworlder and made the streets of the Glass City run with blood." "That's sort of hot," Isabella argued, " that evil thing. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#hodge #isabella #jace #flowers

Dinnertime!" It was Isabelle, standing framed in the door of the library. She still had the spoon in her hand, though her hair had escaped from its bun and was straggling down her neck. "Sorry if I'm interrupting," she added, as an afterthought. "Dear God," said Jace, "the dread hour is nigh." Hodge looked alarmed. "I—I—I had a very filling breakfast," he stammered. "I mean lunch. A filling lunch. I couldn't possibly eat—" "I threw out the soup," Isabelle said. "And ordered Chinese from that place downtown." Jace unhitched himself from the desk and stretched. "Great. I'm starved." "I might be able to eat a bite," admitted Hodge meekly. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle #escape

I don't want tea," said Clary, with muffled force. "I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them." "Unfortunately," said Hodge, "we're all out of bitter revenge at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#hodge #humor #revenge #sarcasm #tea

Streams of conscious ‘knowing’ flows like the Nile when one is open from within. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#t-f-hodge #death