I have a dress fitting to get to at three.' (Simon) 'Cool,' said Kyle, slinging his messenger bag over his shoulder and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It’s that I think Will is angry with me,” Tessa explained. “So whatever he told you—” He laughed. “Will is angry with… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Black for hunting through the night For death and mourning the color's white Gold for a bride in her wedding gown And… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
We live and breathe words. .... It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It was dark in the alcove, so dark that Jace was only an outline of shadows and gold. His body pinned Clary's… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Whatever you are physically,' he said, 'Male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy -- all those things matter less than… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I am a man, and men do not drink pink drinks. Now, be gone, woman, and fetch me something brown." Jace said.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I imagine that it will not be easy to persuade Mortmain into a bonnet," Magnus observed. "Though the color would be fetching… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The witchlight made his skin paler, his eyes more intently blue. They were the color of the water in the North Atlantic,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She looked up at him with a smile. The smile broke what was left of his resistance - shattered it. He had… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
White for Shadowhunters is the color of funerals," Luke explained. “ But for mundanes, Jace, it’ s the color of weddings. Brides… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It was like I saw your soul in the notes of the music. And it was beautiful." She leaned forward and touched… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Blue does not go with everything," Will told her. "It does not go with red, for instance." "I have a red and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
His beauty did not blaze like Will's did in fierce colors and repressed fire, but it had its own muted perfection, the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Black for hunting through the night For death and sorrow, the color’s white Gold for a bride in her wedding gown, And… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
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
I would have thought even a certified idiot like Gabriel here would have taken account of it and notified someone." "Notified who?"… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jem leaned closer against the chair, staring into the fire. “Better it were my hands,” he said. Will shook his head. Exhaustion… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
His steady gaze held hers. His blue eyes were very dark, uniquely so. She had known people before with blue eyes, but… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You're not gay, are you?" Simon's greenish color deepened. "If I were, I would dress better. — 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
