To love is to destroy, and to be the one loved is to be destroyed.

Going round and around inside a dryer can be fatal, whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.

And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.

Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.

It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234'.

A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?

Also, I'm sleeping with your mom. Just thought you should know.

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.

Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger's charming smile.

There were some memories, though, that never faded.

Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.

The sun still lives his silent vows to the moon, by bowing to kiss her feet whenever she walks in the room.

life is first boredom, then fear.whether or not we use it, it goes, and leaves what something hidden from us chose, and age, and then the only end of age.

All people share doubts. The lingering question that eventually worms it way into all thinking people’s brain is how to live splendidly and how to die without remorse and regret.

If man made it, don't eat it.

There is no such thing as a quantum leap. There is only dogged persistence - and in the end you make it look like a quantum leap.

The same principle leads us to neglect a man of merit that induces us to admire a fool. [Fr., Du meme fonds dont on neglige un homme de merite l'on sait encore admirer un sot.]

I am convinced that the influence of an army of godly women will be incalculable--in our homes, our churches, and our culture. Will you be one of those women?

Chinchilla is said to be more chic than mink, though personally it reminds me of unborn burlap.

I was just wondering why you're here.

Painting is the act of discovery and you're constantly enlarging your horizon or finding yourself every time you paint.