“The greatest fear of Jonathan is the love he feels for his sister. ” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Clary knew what he was going to say next before he said it. “That weapon. I want it.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“to love is to destroy and that to be loved is the one to be destroyed” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You promise." "I swear on the angel. The hell with that. I swear on us." "Why us?" "Because there isn't anything I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You’ve changed me for the better, and even if you left me, I would still have that.” He paused. “Not that you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He hadn't spoken a word since they'd left the manor except to snap out directions, telling her which way to turn at… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Why are you here?" "'Here' as in your bedroom, or 'here' as in the great, spiritual question of our purpose here on… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“In fact, it wouldn't hurt if you just spent the next few days inside. You can lock yourself in your room like… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And then Jace’s boredom exploded into a million pieces as the girl with the red hair stepped out from behind a pillar.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You’re staring,” Alec said. His voice was clipped, disapproving. “At that girl. With the red hair.” "The one with the dark-haired friend?”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Just like every other demon. Jace felt a flicker of something — boredom? — as he reached for a seraph blade. All… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“There is no pretending,” Jace said with absolute clarity. “I love you, and I will love you until I die and if… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What’s this?” Alec said, looking baffled. “It’s a girl,” Jace said. He moved closer to the redhead, who stood with her feet… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You can close your eyes and think of England, if you like." "I've never even been to England," she said, but she… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But isn't that what love is, Clarissa? Ownership? 'I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine,' as the Song of Songs… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Clary shut her eyes. You didn't say no to an angel, no matter what it had in mind. Her heart pounding, she… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It was the girl with red hair and her friend. Jace stood up straight. The girl had taken her hair out of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I guess we'd better move the trash. We can start with the Dumpster." He pointed at it, looking distinctly unenthusiastic. "You'd rather… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“While this is all very amusing, the kiss that will free the girl is the kiss that she most desires,” she said.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Knock her out,” Alec muttered, under his breath. “Just . . . clonk her on the head with something." “Just go,” Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle glanced quizzically toward the bar entrance. The red-haired girl was smiling. Jace wondered if Isabelle saw her. There was something about… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Well spotted,” said Isabelle. “Demon.” Demon? She couldn’t possibly be — “With the blue hair,” Alec said, putting his stele away, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Now," Clary said. "I don't want to wait. Do you?" He didn't reply, just got up off the floor and picked his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“His hands lay flat on either side of him, his arms at his sides. He seemed barely to be breathing; she wasn't… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
