Julia > Julia's Quotes

“We’re meant to protect each other, but not from everything. Not from
the truth. That’s what it means to love someone but let them be themselves.
-Jace Wayland”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. "The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“Fire tests gold”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“Blood isn't love”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.”
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

“they say that nothing is wasted: either that or it all is.”
― Charles Bukowski, The Pleasures of the Damned

“fuck everybody.”
― Charles Bukowski, The Pleasures of the Damned: Selected Poems 1951-1993

“He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later, because whatever you do, you will be sorry all the rest of your life if you say no.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“There is a reason why all things are as they are.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“My evil plan was working. Step one: get Aly to drop her guard. Step two: fuck her on this couch. Oh, wait, no. I’d skipped a few steps somewhere”
― Navessa Allen, Lights Out

“No. Goddamnit. I did not need a brat kink on top of my newly awakened praise kink. The two were supposed to cancel each other out, not act as amplifiers.”
― Navessa Allen, Lights Out

“The blaring of an alarm jarred me out of sleep. I shot up in bed, and for a second, I couldn’t see anything. Fear punched through me. Had the contacts rolled into the back of my eyes while I slept and severed my optic nerves? Was that even possible? Aly groaned somewhere nearby. “What is that sound?” “I don’t know. I’ve gone blind,” I said, voice laced with panic. Fuck, that was the second time I’d forgotten to disguise it. “What?” she yelped, and the mattress shifted with her movement. “Help me,” I whimpered, Batman-style, and yes, it was just as pathetic as it sounds. “Oh my god,” she said with a shaky laugh. “You’re not blind. Your dumb baklava slid sideways.”
― Navessa Allen, Lights Out

“That’s me, a real gentleman. Grab her hand in the streets and her hair in the sheets.”
― Navessa Allen, Caught Up

“Remember when you told me to tell you something in Russian?” “You said I was cute.” “No. I said ‘I can’t live without you,’ and we take that quite literally in Russia.”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury

“To the ones who scream in silence”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury

“A universe where he belongs to someone else doesn’t fucking exist.”
― Rina Kent, Hunt the Villain

“You think I’m joking? I’ll kidnap you and hold you captive for the rest of your life if I have to.”
“Toxic. I love it.”
― Rina Kent, Hunt the Villain

“I’ve heard the stories about the infamous son of Yaroslav Dimitriev. Didn’t expect him to look like the human embodiment of a migraine.”
― Rina Kent, Hunt the Villain