“Why are you doing this?" Clary said. "Sebastian, why are you saying all these things?" "Because I finally can," Sebastian said. "You've… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything--an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Aline!" Isabelle looked appalled. "You can't just go around asking people what it's like to be a vampire.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
My Romanian is pretty much limited to useful phrases like, 'Are these snakes poisonous?' and 'But you look much too young to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but it's the way you live your life that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Against his own will, almost, Will felt himself understanding; he would have done anything, he thought, told any lie, taken any risk, to make… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“So Jace is my actual family," Kit said. "But I can't go live with him, because him and his hot girlfriend are going off… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clarissa," he said, "here with the vampire, I see. When things have settled a bit, we really must discuss you choice in pets.. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you." "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired. "He's a warlock," said… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“they all have always loved you Will Herondale, for you cannot hide what is good about yourself, however har you try.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We work through this together, remember? No shutting me out. No epic sulks.” “I was figuring I could sulk for Idris in the next… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Lex malla, lex nulla,” said Julian with a regretful wave of his hand. It was the Blackthorn family motto: A bad law is no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
