Then I lost him for a brief period of time, and by the time I caught up with him, he had wandered… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Despite everything, I can’t bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more than I can bear the thought of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And in some way, Clary thought, he meant it, meant his gratitude. He had long ago lost the ability to distinguish between… — 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
Sorry,” she said breathlessly. “I got lost in the crowd.” “I noticed,” he said. “One second I was dancing with you, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will smirked, clearly pleased at the effect he was having. "I've no idea. I lost consciousness about then. I was having a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
As metal rang on metal, some inner part of Jem, some part that had been lost without his even knowing it was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Sophie has a gift," she said. "She has the Sight. She can see what others do not. In her old life she… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I take your hand, brother, so that you may go in peace. Will had opened his blue eyes that never lost their… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He had lost Will Herondale. And he did not know if he could ever get him back. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I don’t know what to do,” Will said. “Mortmain has taken Tessa, and I believe now I know where she might be.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I was hoping they would put up flyers like they do for lost cats." He said. "Missing, one stunningly attractive teenage boy.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Stripping the protection wards off the ship was bad enough—it's a strong, strong enchantment, demon-based—but when you fell, I had to put… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I've never minded it," he went on. "Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Simon remembered a rhyme his mother used to recite to him, about magpies. You were supposed to count them and say: one… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I have lost everything. Lost everything. Everything. - William Herondale — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Is everyone looking for me?" She shook her head, pulling the robe closer. Suddenly she wanted to be covered up in front… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will pushed his hands through his damp hair. “Oh, yes,” he said bitterly. “Perhaps in some other life, beyond this one, when… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not… — 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
