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“The world is not a wish-granting factory.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons”
― Christopher Poindexter

“The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate."

"I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow!"

"Ragnor is not," Catarina said. "When he found out that you were feeding us guinea pigs, he hit you over the head with your plate. It broke."

"So ended our love," Magnus said. "Ah, well. It would have never worked between me and the plate anyway.”
― Cassandra Clare, What Really Happened in Peru

“Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate."

"I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow!”
― Cassandra Clare, The Bane Chronicles

“He recognized and accepted this strange new feeling: that he would rather be hurt himself than hurt Alec.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]

“I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me.”
― Cassandra Clare, Vampires, Scones, and Edmund Herondale

“You told us to leave you in the desert, because you planned to start a new life as cactus," Catarina said, her voice flat. "Then you conjured up tiny needles and threw them at us. With pinpoint accuracy.”
― Cassandra Clare, What Really Happened in Peru

“One can give up many things for love, but one should not give up oneself.”
― Cassandra Clare, Vampires, Scones, and Edmund Herondale

“Maybe Alexander Lightwood would not break his heart.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]

“You are just jealous," Magnus remarked calmly. "Because you do not have the soul of a true artiste like myself."

"Oh, I am positively green with envy," Ragnor snapped.

"Come now, Ragnor. That's not fair," said Magnus. "You know I love it when you make jokes about your complexion.”
― Cassandra Clare, What Really Happened in Peru

“The first step towards knowledge is to accept your own ignorance.”
― Joseph Delaney, Curse of the Bane

“Do stop flirting with my husband," said Tessa.
"I shall not," Magnus declared, "but I will pause briefly so that I may catch up on your news.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Midnight Heir

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
― Albert Einstein

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
― Mae West

“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”
― Steve Martin

“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
― Paul Terry

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
― Robert Frost

“We love the things we love for what they are.”
― Robert Frost

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver

“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
― Sarah Williams

“Unbeing dead isn't being alive.”
― E. E. Cummings

“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
― Robert Frost

“This is the story of how I never stopped running. This is the story of how, when the wolves knocked, I met them at the door and I became the beast, instead.”
― Ashe Vernon, Belly of the Beast

“There are poets who sing you to sleep
and poets who ready you for war
and I want to be both.”
― Ashe Vernon

“The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe