Stop it." Isabelle tapped a booted foot in the shallow water at the lake's edge. "Both of you. In fact, all three… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You don't get it, Clary. You don't understand what it's like to live always at war, to grow up with battle and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace: "I guess we better move the trash. We can start with the Dumpster," looking unenthusiastic. Clary: "You'd rather face a ravening… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority I just don't know what I'll do with… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“That thing that looks like me but isn't? He'll burn down the world if Sebastian wants him to, and laugh while he's… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Is Valentine.” Her voice shook. “That’s what you’re telling me, right? That Valentine was—is—my father?” Luke nodded, his knotted fingers the only… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I can't tell them what to do!" "Why not?" the other girl demanded. "Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“There might be a God, Clary, and there might not, but I don't think it matters. Either way we're on our own.” — Cassandra Claire Copy Share Image
