Lost In Words.

We cannot understand life, and therefore we cannot hope to understand death.

Shelo ted’u od tza’ar

Rysand: For the next 72 hours we’re going to live off whatever nature sends our way. See that stream? That’s our drinking water. See those berries? That’s our breakfast.

Eyes that had seen at least eighty years of life. A face, withered and aged, with a thousand stories to tell.

We’re pressing on our bruise just to feel something

In the end they destroyed themselves. Everyone does you know.

Loyalty to break the heart

Weapons, when they break and are mended, can be stronger at the mended places. Perhaps hearts are the same.”

Have you ever felt that your heart contained so much that it must surely break apart?

You have a dark heart in you.

Clary: What’s your point? Demons are just angels who make poor life decisions?

Looking at him was like watching a city burn.