Okay. I've got a good one." Simon stroked Isabelle's hair feeling her lashes flutter against his neck as she closed her eyes.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Every meeting led to a parting, and so it would, as long as life was mortal. In every meeting there was some… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
No, the last thing she cared about was whether people were staring at the boy and girl kissing by the river, as… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Why does it take girls so long to shower?” he demanded. “Mortal girls, Shadowhunters, female warlocks, you‘re all the same. I‘m not… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
As long as they're making beloved books into movies, people are going to be like, 'That's not my mental image of them.'… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Not specifically. "Demons have been on Earth as long as we have. They're all over the world, in their different forms –… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The moment the door closed behind him, Tessa was in Will's arms, her hands locked about his neck. "Oh, by the Angel,"… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
For such a long time, when you're a writer, you really are just writing for yourself, and maybe a few friends. So… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It's been so long that I think I was unsettled by the idea of feeling like I belonged anywhere. But you made… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I was just wondering if you were armed. You want anything? Dagger, maybe?" He opened his own suit jacket just a bit,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I feel myself diminished, parts of me spiralling away into the darkness, that which is good and honest and true - If… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He took something out of his jacket and handed it to her. It was a long thin dagger in a leather sheath.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of "Jace!" and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Eternity is a long time to spend alone, without others of your kind. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Hodge had given up a long time ago trying to live a better life or a different one; all he wanted was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
What happened to you?” Jace looked affronted. “What happened to me?” Alec shook him, not lightly. “You said you were going for… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Magnus wants to shout at me, don’t you, Magnus?” (Jace) “Yes,” Magnus said, tearing his eyes away from Alec long enough to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I work on a word count basis, so I have to write three thousand words a day. I can write them in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There walked warlocks in all their bat-winged, cat-eyed glory, and here, as they swung out over the river, she saw the darting… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Being a Silent Brother is life, Clary Fray. But if you mean I remember my life before the Brotherhood, I do. Clary… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all? — 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
