I may be a killer, but I know what I am. Can you say the same?
The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.
The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love.
He’ll tell you horrible truths, but he won’t lie.
If there was one thing she was learning from all this, it was how easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you’d have forever.
Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.
Then you’ll see the world as it is—infinite.
The descent into Hell is easy.
All knowledge hurts.
If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes.
Not afraid, but as if the fall challenged him—as if there were no empty space he could not fill with his belief in his own invincibility.
Half of your attention is better than all of anyone else’s.
And she’d been happy. That was the worst part, that she’d been happy.
Where there is feeling that is not requited, there is an imbalance of power. It is an imbalance that is easy to exploit, but it is not a wise course. Where there is love, there is often also hate.
It had been a long time since you’d been in New York. The Clave had decided to send you to New York to assist the Lightwoods, you weren’t to bothered by the sudden move, as you’d never claimed permanent residency in an Institute or in Idris it never came as a surprise when they sent you on your way.
The last time you’d been here was when the Lightwood’s were first sent to take over the Institute. Not much had changed as you looked around the vast halls, you were drawn out of your thoughts when you bumped into to someone.
“(Y/N)?” Your cheeks flushed when you set eyes on Hodge Starkweather.
“Hi!” You squeaked while your eyes ran over him.
He’d been your first crush, you’d almost joined the circle in hopes of impressing him, only backing out when Maryse and Robert insisted. Hodge had always help you train and study during school, your crush on him blossoming as you spent more time with him.
“Look at you, real runes.” He chuckled.
“Well of course I have real runes, I had a great teacher.” You said awkwardly.
You both fell silent, neither of you knew what to say due to the lack of time you’d spent together. After a few moments she smiled and excused himself letting you find someone to show you to the rooms you’d be using while you were staying.
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“Would you like some help?” Someone asked from behind you.
You turned to see Hodge had joined you in the training room. He smiled when you nodded and handed him a parring pole, the both of you quickly falling back into the old habit you’d spent years doing.
“You’ve improved a lot.” Hodge chuckled as he had to duck when you swung the pole and turned to block his attack.
“I use the practise routines you taught me.” You say as you have to roll and flip yourself to your feet.
“Well we can go over some more moves whole you’re here if you want.” Hodge offered with a wide smile.
“I’d like that.” You mumbled, the thought of spending alone time with Hodge again had a smile spreading across your face.
