You may be the only guy my age I've ever met who knows what bergamot is, much less that it's in Earl… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I don't want tea," said Clary, with muffled force. "I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Unfortunately, we're all out of bitter revenge at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Indeed." Will let his cutlery clatter onto his plate. "The Consul? Breaking up our breakfast time? Whatever next? The Inquisitor over for… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
unfortunately, we're all out of bitter evange at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Tea. I find that both settles the stomach and concentrates the mind. Wonderful drink, tea. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Jules: I'll make tea. That'll help. Emma: Tea? Tea is your solution? You're not really even British! you spent two months in… — 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
