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  • #1
    Lewis Carroll
    “She's stark raving mad!”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #2
    Lewis Carroll
    “He was part of my dream, of course -- but then I was part of his dream, too.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #3
    Lewis Carroll
    “I'd give all the wealth that years have piled,
    the slow result of life's decay,
    To be once more a little child
    for one bright summer day.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #4
    Lewis Carroll
    “Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.”
    Lewis Carroll, The Annotated Alice: The Definitive Edition

  • #5
    Lewis Carroll
    “If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain?”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #6
    Lewis Carroll
    “Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #7
    Lewis Carroll
    “I have seen so many extraordinary things, nothing seems extraordinary any more”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #8
    Lewis Carroll
    “There is a place, like no place on earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger. Some say, to survive it, you need to be as mad as a hatter. Which, luckily, I am.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #9
    Lewis Carroll
    “It was much pleasanter at home," thought poor Alice, "when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down the rabbit-hole--and yet--and yet--...”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

  • #10
    Lewis Carroll
    “when she thought it over afterwards it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

  • #11
    Lewis Carroll
    “We are but older children, dear,
    Who fret to find our bedtime near.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #12
    Lewis Carroll
    “I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

  • #13
    Lewis Carroll
    “I said it in Hebrew—I said it in Dutch—
    I said it in German and Greek;
    But I wholly forgot (and it vexes me much)
    That English is what you speak!”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #14
    Lewis Carroll
    “I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

  • #15
    Lewis Carroll
    “I have had prayers answered - most strangely so sometimes - but I think our Heavenly Father's loving-kindness has been even more evident in what He has refused me.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #16
    Lewis Carroll
    “Always speak the truth, think before you speak, and write it down afterwards.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #17
    Lewis Carroll
    “Alice sighed wearily. "I think you might do something better with the time," she said, "than wasting it in asking riddles that have no answers."

    If you knew Time as well as I do," said the Hatter, "you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him."

    I don't know what you mean," said Alice.

    Of course you don't!" the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. "I dare say you never even spoke to Time!"

    Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied: "but I know I have to beat time when I learn music."

    Ah! That accounts for it," said the Hatter. "He won't stand beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock.

    For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!”
    Lewis Caroll

  • #18
    Lewis Carroll
    “Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #19
    Lewis Carroll
    “Anon, to sudden silence won,
    In fancy they pursue
    The dream-child moving through the land
    Of wonders wild and new,
    In friendly chat with bird or beast -
    And half believe it true.”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

  • #20
    Lewis Carroll
    “Take some more tea," the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.
    "I've had nothing yet," Alice replied in an offended tone, "so I can't take more."
    "You mean you can't take less," said the Hatter: "it's very easy to take more than nothing."
    "Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice.”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

  • #21
    Lewis Carroll
    “Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.

    "Beware the Jabberwock, my son
    The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
    Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
    The frumious Bandersnatch!"

    He took his vorpal sword in hand;
    Long time the manxome foe he sought—
    So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
    And stood awhile in thought.

    And, as in uffish thought he stood,
    The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
    Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
    And burbled as it came!

    One, two! One, two! And through and through
    The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
    He left it dead, and with its head
    He went galumphing back.

    "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
    Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
    O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
    He chortled in his joy.

    'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “Black for hunting through the night
    For death and sorrow, the color’s white
    Gold for a bride in her wedding gown,
    And red to call enchantment down.”
    Cassandra Clare

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “You never cared that I was your sister before.”
    “Didn’t I?” His black eyes flicked up and down her. “Our father’s dead,” he said. “There are no other relatives. You and I, we are the last. The last of the Morgensterns. You are the only one left whose blood runs in my veins, too. You are my last chance.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “Isabelle snorted. 'All the boys are gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon.'
    'You noticed' said Simon.

    'I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,' added Magnus.

    'Please never say those words in front of my parents,' said Alec. 'Especially my father.'

    'I thought your parents were okay with you, you know, coming out,' Simon said, leaning around Isabelle to look at Alec, who was — as he often was — scowling, and pushing his floppy dark hair out of his eyes. Aside from the occasional exchange, Simon had never talked to Alec much. He wasn’t an easy person to get to know. But, Simon admitted to himself, his own recent estrangement from his mother made him more curious about Alec’s answer than he would have been otherwise.

    'My mother seems to have accepted it,' Alec said. 'But my father — no, not really. Once he asked me what I thought had turned me gay.'

    Simon felt Isabelle tense next to him. 'Turned you gay?' She sounded incredulous. 'Alec, you didn’t tell me that.'

    'I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider,' said Simon.

    Magnus snorted; Isabelle looked confused. 'I’ve read Magnus’s stash of comics,' said Alec, 'so I actually know what you’re talking about' A small smile played around his mouth. 'So would that give me the proportional gayness of a spider?'

    'Only if it was a really gay spider,' said Magnus, and he yelled as Alec punched him in the arm. 'Ow, okay, never mind.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Excellent. I've been told I have a lovely, melodic reading voice." He flipped the book open to the front page, where the title was printed in ornate script. Across from it was a long dedication, the ink faded now and barely legible, though Clary could make out the signature: With hope at last, William Herondale.
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.”
    “Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “Anyway that other thing we almost did in Paris-that's probably off the table for a while.Unless you want that whole baby-I'm-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “No one blames her."
    "That never matters," said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley."
    "Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    To my son,
    If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.

    I expect to die, if not today, then soon. I expect that Valentine will kill me. For all his talk of loving me, for all his desire for a right-hand man, he knows that I have doubts. And he is a man who cannot abide doubt.
    I do not know how you will be brought up. I do not know what they will tell you about me. I do not even know who will give you this letter. I entrust it to Amatis, but I cannot see what the future holds. All I know is that this is my chance to give you an accounting of a man you may well hate.
    There are three things you must know about me. The first is that I have been a coward. Throughout my life I have made the wrong decisions, because they were easy, because they were self-serving, because I was afraid.
    At first I believed in Valentine’s cause. I turned from my family and to the Circle because I fancied myself better than Downworlders and the Clave and my suffocating parents. My anger against them was a tool Valentine bent to his will as he bent and changed so many of us. When he drove Lucian away I did not question it but gladly took his place for my own. When he demanded I leave Amatis, the woman I love, and marry Celine, a girl I did not know, I did as he asked, to my everlasting shame.
    I cannot imagine what you might be thinking now, knowing that the girl I speak of was your mother. The second thing you must know is this. Do not blame Celine for any of this, whatever you do. It was not her fault, but mine. Your mother was an innocent from a family that brutalized her. She wanted only kindess, to feel safe and loved. And though my heart had been given already, I loved her, in my fashion, just as in my heart, I was faithful to Amatis. Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae. I wonder if you love Latin as I do, and poetry. I wonder who has taught you.
    The third and hardest thing you must know is that I was prepared to hate you. The son of myslef and the child-bride I barely knew, you seemed to be the culmination of all the wrong decisions I had made, all the small compromises that led to my dissolution. Yet as you grew inside my mind, as you grew in the world, a blameless innocent, I began to realize that I did not hate you. It is the nature of parents to see their own image in their children, and it was myself I hated, not you.
    For there is only one thing I wan from you, my son — one thing from you, and of you. I want you to be a better man than I was. Let no one else tell you who you are or should be. Love where you wish to. Believe as you wish to. Take freedom as your right.
    I don’t ask that you save the world, my boy, my child, the only child I will ever have. I ask only that you be happy.

    Stephen

    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls



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