It's like learning to ride a unicorn. You never forget.
There's no need to clarify my finger snap, said Magnus. The implication was clear in the snap itself.
I know all those words, but that sentence makes no sense to me.
Where is Wood? said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. Still in the showers, said Fred. We think he's trying to drown himself.
Rachel: You're a half-blood, too? Annabeth: Shhh! Just announce it to the world, how about? Rachel: Okay. Hey, everybody! These two aren't human! They're half Greek god!...They don't seem to care.
Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist's, but that's just peanuts to space.
Moths, repeats Will. You're afraid of moths? Not just a cloud of moths, she says, like...a swarm of them. Everywhere. All those wings and legs and... She shudders and shakes her head. Terrifying, Will says with mock seriousness. That's my girl. Tough as cotton balls. Oh, Shut up.
All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.
Sebastian just smiled. I could hear your heart beating, he said softly. When you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you? That you seem to be dating my dad? Jace shrugged. You’re a little young for him, to be honest. What? For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.
We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now. I was going to watch Project Runway.
If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster.
See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time.
It crosses my mind that Cinna's calm and normal demeanor masks a complete madman.
People, generally, suck.
Can you be a girl for a few seconds? I'm always a girl I frown. You know what I mean. Like a silly, annoying girl I twirl my hair around my finger. Kay.
It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people being fundamentally people.
If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?
The easy confidence with which I know another man's religion is folly teaches me to suspect that my own is also.
I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.
Oh, we're playing nice now? Shall we have tea first? Brew up a nice pot of kiss-my-ass?