I don't think I ever intended specifically to write for the young adult market. It's just that when the idea for City… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
i've never asked him but i'm sure he has a fairly stringent policy about random teenagers lurking in his strubbery — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistakenly born into a family… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistankingky born into a family… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I don't want to be a man," said Jace. "I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner… — 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
