Bookworms

You can’t go out, you’ll be caught again. Gryffindor will be in even more trouble… I won’t let you do it. I’ll — I’ll fight you!

Enter the players. There were seven of us then, seven bright young things with wide precious futures ahead of us, though we saw no farther than the books in front of our faces. We were always surrounded by books and words and poetry, all the fierce passions of the world bound in leather and vellum. (I blame this in part for what happened.)

I am not your answer, and you sure are fuck aren't mine

they were loud & triumphant & kings of henrietta, because they’d found the ley line & because it was starting, it was starting.

She was always angry,                           always b u r n i n g.

Never mind. Point being that you don’t have to get too worked up about us, dear educated minds. You don’t have to think of us as real girls, real flesh and blood, real pain, real injustice. That might be too upsetting. Just discard the sordid part. Consider us pure symbol. We’re no more real than money. — The Penelopiad, Margaret Atwood

to be absolutely free! one is quite capable, of course, of working out these destructive passions in more vulgar & less efficient ways. but how glorious to release them in a single burst!

(p. 194, the secret history)

Kaz Brekker - the bastard of the barrel

                         oh, neil,                                    unpredictable as he is unreal.

Does such a thing as ‘the fatal flaw,’ that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn’t. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

“He hadn’t cried when the flames caught, and he hadn’t flinched when he pulled her cooling bones out.”

He carried so much sadness and loneliness, so much heartache.

I’ve trained to be your shadow, but you know what? I want to come first.

                                           the heroes of olympus, rick riordan                                                               (2010-2014) 

— seven half-bloods shall answer the call.

happy (belated) birthday eileen @herondaleswilliam ♡