No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Gideon Lightwood said he was at the Institute in Madrid. What on earth was he doing there?' 'Faffing about, most likely', said… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“All these were things he could not want, because they were the things he could not have, and wanting you could not… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“THE INFERNAL DEVICES ARE WITHOUT PITY. THE INFERNAL DEVICES ARE WITHOUT REGRET. THE INFERNAL DEVICES ARE WITHOUT NUMBER. THE INFERNAL DEVICES WILL… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I am in the U.K. for inspiration because I'm doing a follow on series to 'The Infernal Devices,' called 'The Last Hours.'… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Of course, the guests were also staring because they know of my relationship with Camille, and are wondering what we might be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Well, I don't want you to die," Tessa said. "I don't know why I feel it so strongly -- I've just met… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Wo ai ni, Tessa,” he whispered. “Wo bu xiang shi qu ni.” She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The more beautiful the skin is, the more deadly it is. That's what Will's like. All that pretty face and whatnot just… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If I might make a suggestion,” said Will. “About twenty paces behind us, in the Council room, is Benedict. If you’d like… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I'm trying to figure out how someone could live in a brothel for a month and not notice. You must be terribly… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
They say you cannot love two people equally at once,” she said. “And perhaps for others that is so. But you and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But—but...” Will sputtered. “Oh, leave it,” said Jem, kicking Will, not without affection, lightly on the ankle. “She annexed my plan!” “Will,”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You speak of sacrifice, but it is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you," he went on.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
As the carriage whipped forward, they passed the alley she had spent so many days staring at—it was there, and then gone… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It is the mundanes who look at me and see something they do not understand—a boy who is not quite white and… — 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
“He knew Alec enough by now to know the conflicting impulses that warred in him. He was conscientious, the kind of person… — 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
