Glass Bones Quotes

#1. Maybe if we both wish hard enough, I will become invisible, with watery veins and glass bones. My translucent heart will beat on but my father will not notice me. He sees only my mother in the spaces around him.

Corrine Jackson

#2. Ah, but she was a pastel wearer. She was forever dead to Sabine.

Kresley Cole

#3. I'm about five seconds away from going to kick Jonathan's mom's ass, and then kicking her mom's ass afterward to teach them both a lesson.

Mariana Zapata

#4. It's not funny, Jace," Alec interrupted, starting to his feet. "Are you just going to let her stand there and call me names?"
"Yes," Jace said kindly. "It'll do you good
try to think of it as endurance training.

Cassandra Clare

#5. When I started 'City of Bones,' I knew exactly what was going to happen in 'City of Glass.' When I first started the six-book series, I thought of it as a three-book series.

Cassandra Clare

#6. The bones and tendons of the mind are mindfulness and awareness. Mindfulness is the mind's strength, and awareness is its flexibility. Without these abilities, we cannot function. When we drink a glass of water, drive a car, or have a conversation, we are using mindfulness and awareness.

Sakyong Mipham

#7. The media network has its idols, but its principal idol is its own style which generates an aura of winning and leaves the rest in darkness. It recognizes neither pity nor pitilessness.

John Berger

#8. I don't know how many busted bones he had, but he felt like a bag full of broken glass when Bren and I went to move him.

Kit Rocha

#9. I love Beyonce. She's so fierce. I also love Lily Allen, and she was an influence on my music.

Bridgit Mendler

#10. Not what I didn't feel it's what I didn't show

Maroon 5

#11. My own view is that institutions are a glory, and for all their imperfections, something really to be proud of. It is true that things can be a lot better than they are. It's okay to emphasize that.

Cass Sunstein

#12. For a heartbeat, the silence peeled back long enough for that question to worm its way into her skull, into her skin, into her breath and bones. And in the dark, she remembered.

Sarah J. Maas

#13. What does a river like the Vistula carry away with it? Everything that goes to pieces: wood, glass, pencils, pacts ... chairs, bones, and sunsets too. What had long been forgotten rose to memory, floating on its back or stomach, with the help of the Vistula.

Gunter Grass

#14. You've got to try this," I told Bones, handing him the glass. "It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.

Jeaniene Frost

#15. ...we tear down the places where birds live, and put up places where people live, or places where people work to earn the money to pay for the places they live. We don't ask the birds for permission, nor do they complain about it. To a bird there is no tearing down or putting up.

John Porcellino

#16. At the tips of the feathers there is air and at their base: blood. I hold up bones; I wish like broken glass they could court light ... still I try to place these pieces back together, to set them firm, to make murdered girls live again.

Alice Sebold

#17. I can't think of myself, my body, sometimes, without seeing the skeleton: how I must appear to an electron. A cradle of life, made of bones; and within, hazards, warped proteins, bad crystals jagged as glass.

Margaret Atwood

#18. Wealth is a great sin in the eyes of God. Poverty is a great sin in the eyes of man.

Leo Tolstoy

#19. Tania, when I found you, I felt for that hour or two we were together - before Dimitri, before Dasha - that somemhow I was going to right my life." Alexander smiled bitterly. "I had a sense of hope and destiny that I can neither explain nor understand.

Paullina Simons

#20. I don't see why women have to get naked to sell an album. It's crazy.

Imelda May

#21. Solitude was her soul's hermitage.

Jacqueline Winspear

#22. Education is the best gift you can ever give to your child. Educate your child wisely and smartly.

Abdulazeez Henry Musa

#23. Her heart became a bird, trapped inside the glass box of her chest, flapping violently into wall after invisible wall, crumpling into a heap of broken hollow-bones on the transparent floor.

K.I. Hope

#24. It was a voice she had heard before, deep and raspy. It made her bones crack and splinter, made her feel the astonishing cold of a winter long since passed.

Sarah J. Maas

#25. Define your times. Treasure your calling. Pray without ceasing. The terrors of the age are less than the grandeur of the Christ within you.

Calvin Miller

#26. One is what one remembers: no more, no less.

Jan Struther

#27. It was so surreal. We're on the road and a split second-BAM-we jump a median-BAM-we jump a curb.
And then there was this house.
And these sounds.
Splintered glass.
Broken bones.
Severed veins.
And that's all I know.
The decisions that we make.

Jason Myers