“Love potions? For Will 'erondale? 'Tain't my way to turn down payment, but any man who looks like you 'as got no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“May I make a suggestion," said Will. "About twenty paces behind us, in the Council room, is Benedict. If you'd like to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Will looked at him curiously. “Do you think you will see me again?” At the change in Jem’s expression, he added, “I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You're the shape-changer aren't you?" he said. "Magnus Bane told me about you. No mark on you at all, they say." Tessa… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He was all silver and ashes, not like Will's strong colors of blue and black and gold.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Most people are lucky to have even one great love in their life. You have found two.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for digestion." - Will Herondale” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?" - Will Herondale” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You bit de Quincey," he said. "You fool. He's a vampire. You know what it means to bite a vampire." "I had… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Oh, I can never get enough," he said. "Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when-" The carriage door flew… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And I do think it was excessive to hurl him into the canal.' 'He'll float.' The corners of Cecily's mouth twitched. 'It… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But what of you?” Gabriel said, and they were very close now, almost touching. “It is your choice to make now, to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Will-" "I love you so much, so incredibly much," he went on, "and when you're this close to me, I forget who… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ You see it, don't you, James? Without Tessa there is nothing for me--no joy, no light, no life. If you loved… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I'd like to see you learn how to manage sitting and standing up straight in stays and petticoats and a dress with… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I want you to be happy, and him to be happy. And yet when you walk that aisle to meet him and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“If Jem dies, I cannot be with Tessa,” said Will. “Because it will be as if I were waiting for him to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“When Will says 'enterprising', he means 'morally deficient.'" "No, I mean enterprising," said Will. "When I mean morally deficient, I say, 'Now,… — 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
