Deep Mortal Instruments Quotes & Sayings

What motivates people to be late? ... Some people are drawn to the adrenaline rush of that last-minute sprint to the finish line. Others receive an ego boost from over-scheduling and filling each moment with an activity. — Harvey MacKay

Social media's greatest assets - anonymity, 'virality,' interconnectedness - are also its main weaknesses. — Evgeny Morozov

Hear from those who have gone before you. — Mike Dunlap

Always give your 100%. It may vary day to day, but it's always all you've got. — Aaron Gilbert

Where did this guy come from? It's like he's saying exactly what my heart needs to hear. — J.E. Benoit

It's like we are underground, in a cemetery....the sky is the earth...
We are hibernating, sleeping all the time and we don't know it. We are dreaming that there is plenty of oxygen. — Apichatpong Weerasethakul

I guess sometimes the truth just isn't worth believing ... Personally, I've always felt that life's too short for truth. I'm just here to be entertained. — J. Ross Clara

Nothing else mattered but right now. This instant, I'd become the person I'd always wanted to be. Strong. Fearless. Loyal. Someone even I could be proud of. — Jeaniene Frost

Fanfiction isn't copying - it's a celebration. One long party, from the first capital letter to the last full stop! — Jasper Fforde

gravity chains us to the asphalt with such grace,
we think it is kind. — Maura O'Connor

I had always thought that wringing one's hands was a fictional gesture - the obscure outcome, perhaps, of some medieval ritual; but as I took to the woods, for a spell of despair and desperate meditation, this was the gesture ("look, Lord, at these chains!") that would have come nearest to the mute expression of my mood. — Vladimir Nabokov

A poet, any real poet, is simply an alchemist who transmutes his cynicism regarding human beings into an optimism regarding the moon, the stars, the heavens, and the flowers, to say nothing of the spring, love, and dogs. — George Jean Nathan

She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims ... — Arundhati Roy