They’re not hideous,” said Tessa. Will blinked at her. “What?” “Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ 'Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air, I heard a maid making her moan; Said, 'Saw ye… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ London The Institute Year of Our Lord 1878 “Mother, Father, my chwaer fach, It’s my seventeenth birthday today. I know that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusting his crushed hat. 'I shall charm him… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And very amusing it is to watch,” said Jem. “Did you know you twitch your nose when you sleep, like a rabbit?”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clockwork Prince pg. 298 "Though rather despite myself, I thought him a pretty bit of poison to start with, but I have… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Trains are great dirty smoky things," said Will. "You won't like it." Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Your place is with me,” Jem said. “It always will be.” “What do you mean?” He flushed, the color dark against his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We should go back inside," she said, in a half whisper. She did not want to go back inside. She wanted to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ You see it, don't you, James? Without Tessa there is nothing for me--no joy, no light, no life. If you loved… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Say something in Mandarin,” said Tessa, with a smile. Jem said something that sounded like a lot of breathy vowels and consonants… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I am dramatic,” said Will. “If I had not been a Shadowhunter, I would have had a future on the stage. I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She smiled at him. “How did you know just what I’d want to see?” “How could I not?” he said. “When I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He’s very pretty. For a human.” “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
For that was love, wasnt it--to burn bright in someone else's eyes? — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He touched her as he usually touched his beloved violin, with a soft and urgent grace that left her breathless. — 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
