Unhappy? I was lucky. So, so lucky. And I couldn’t see it.” His eyes met hers. “I love you,” he said. “And… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If you love someone, you're not supposed to want them to come back. Better a peaceful sleep in the earth than the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Poor you, you have two cute girls vying for your love. Your life is hard. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
When two souls are as one, they stay together on the Wheel. I was born into this world to love you, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I knew a girl, once, immortal like me-" "And she was with someone mortal?" said Alec. "What happened?" "He died," Magnus 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
“Jules: Emma? You haven't said anything since we left the church. Emma: You're in love with me. Still. Jules: What are you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Fiction is truth, even if it is not fact. If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your brain will live,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You serve a greater cause. Your life is not yours to throw away (Magnus Bane) — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
In all Gabriel’s life he could not remember his brother giving even the prettiest of Shadowhunter girls a second glance. Yet he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Will stared down at his hands. "My whole life wrecked, destroyed..." "You're seventeen," Magnus said. "You can't have wrecked a life you've… — 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
“You are mortal. You age, you die. If that is not hell, pray tell me, what is?” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It was strange to become a vampire ,to be presented with what could only be described as an eternal life, and then… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I've mastered many things in my life. Navigating the strets of London, dancing the quadrille, the Japanese art of flower arranging, lying… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“If there was one thing Julian's life had taught him, it was that nothing was more dangerous than hope.” — 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
I can tell you that the end of life is the some of the love that was lived in it. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Hodge says he's on his way and he hopes you can both manage to cling to your flickering sparks of life until… — 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
