“Remember, Mark is in charge.” “Does he know that?” said Livvy. Julian sought Mark in the crowd on the steps. He was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Because,” Mark said, “I wished to ride with you in the Hunt one last time.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And if we don't have Energy runes, we'll have to get our energy the old-fashioned way." Mark looked puzzled. "Drugs?" "Chocolate," Emma… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I read once that explaining a joke is like dissecting a frog," Mark said. "You find out how it works, but the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“When he faced her again, he had never looked to her so much like one of the Fair Folk. His eyes were… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The eyes of another can be a mirror more effective than water. If you will look at me, I can see my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We're late," she said, "The show is supposed to start in ten minutes. If some people hadn't decided that 'semiformal' meant 'seminaked'-"… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Mark: “A strange evening, forsooth,” he said. Emma: “Don’t you forsooth me.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“When a decision like that is made by a government, it emboldens those who are already prejudiced to speak their deepest thoughts… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Huh,” said Kit, thinking of the Cold Peace. “Are you a prisoner?” “No,” said the faerie. “I’m Mark’s lover.” Oh, Kit thought.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Kieran's hands came up to cup Mark's face. His touch was gentle. "I am not doing it for you," he said. "This… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It has been many years since I have eaten freely at my choice, fair one, and a plate of strawberries is all… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Mark, looking beatific, took the dispenser of maple syrup off the table and upended it over his strawberries. He picked one up… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“No matter what happens," Mark said, "I will stay here. I will always, always stay here." He put his arms around Julian… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It tastes of the most bitter poison . . I've never tasted something so disgusting." - Mark Blackthorn” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You can't fix grief,” said Simon. “A rabbi told me that when my father died. The only thing that fixes grief is… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Mark nearly fell forward, and threw his arms around Julian. Julian barely managed to catch himself before almost falling over. Mark was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
