What did Cassandra Clare mean by: He kissed each finger, and with each one of them spoken a word. Five kisses, five words. His last. - Cassandra Clare Author Copy
+ When the soul has left the body, it belongs to death. And it cannot be taken back without a price. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Body, Soul, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ No one blames her.” “That never matters,” said Alec. “Not when you blame yourself. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Blame, Guilt, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ What’s the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots? Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Annoying, Idiot, Reasonable, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ I am sorry,” Will said. “No,” Jem said… “Don’t be ordinary like that. Don’t say you’re sorry. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Ordinary, Sorry, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ Those of us who do not live forever do not like change perhaps as much as those of you who do. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Live Forever, Saying Goodbye, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ It was stupid to hope, she knew. But sometimes hope was all you had. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Stupid, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ It’s because you’re too scared to tell anyone who you really love. Love makes us liars. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Liars, Scared, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
+ And the answer is yes. I have loved you. I always have, and I always will. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Cassandra Clare, Questions And Answers, 0 - Cassandra Clare Author
A kiss brings back the youth of a young child, as when a hug brings back the memories of a lover. - Jennifer Chen
Kissing Mother Superior, incompetent, hairball, poppy seeds, on the can. - Jennifer Egan Novelist · USA
Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
You never know how great a kiss can feel, when you’re stopped at the top of a Ferris wheel. - Freddy Cannon
Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet. - Mary Wortley Montagu Writer · England
