Words worth keeping

Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.

You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met." “That’s too bad,� said Jace, “since all the others you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown.

When will you learn that there isn't a word for everything?

Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.

Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures. No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.

Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

I was dead until you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.

And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.

You might want to lie down," Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since."Whenever you feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.

The earth has its music for those who will listen

When we are young, the words are scattered all around us. As they are assembled by experience, so also are we, sentence by sentence, until the story takes shape.

Holding anger is a poison...It eats you from inside...We think that by hating someone we hurt them...But hatred is a curved blade...and the harm we do to others...we also do to ourselves.

Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.

You'd think people had better things to gossip about," said Ginny as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry’s legs and reading the Daily Prophet. "Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."Ron and Hermione both roared with laughter. Harry ignored them.What did you tell her?"I told her it's a Hungarian Horntail," said Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. "Much more macho."Thanks," said Harry, grinning. "And what did you tell her Ron’s got?"A Pygmy Puff, but I didn’t say where.