“I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“There are some things you never forget. The runes of the Book are more than illustrations. They become part of you. Part… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I don't carol, said Simon. I'm Jewish. I only know the dreidel song.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“For the devil has no power . . . except in the dark." - Madame Dorothea” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Don’t carry the weight of the world on you Jace. It’s too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And Nephilim—we tend to love very overwhelmingly. To fall in love only once, to die of grief over love—my old tutor used… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The morning star isn't a stat," Clary said grumpily. It's a planet. I learned that in astronomy class." "Mundane education is regrettably… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“True. I'd always hoped that when I finally said 'I love you' to a girl, she'd say 'I know' back, like Leia… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“How did you jump off the cathedral roof and not die?" - Clary Fray” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The door buzzer sounded again. The two boys exchanged a single look before both bolting down the narrow hallway to the door.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Why do you tell me you love me only when you're drunk or dreaming? she asked. I have awful timing, said Simon” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It was a little sexy, Simon said. He felt much better, having fed, and couldn't help but poke at Alec a bit.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And then Jace’s boredom exploded into a million pieces as the girl with the red hair stepped out from behind a pillar.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“SIMON LEWIS, ERIC HILLCHURCH, KIRK DUPLESSE, AND MATT CHARLTON "THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS" MAY 19, PROSPECT PARK BAND SHELL BRING THIS FLYER, GET… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I hate it when straight guys think all gay guys are attracted to them. I'm not attracted to every guy any more… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I won’t be just your friend. I love you, Maia. I’m in love with you. I always have been. I always will… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She made an impatient noise. "By the Angel, you don't know anything about your kid, do you? Do you even really know… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“People always said that things never turned out the way you imagined they would. People were wrong” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It was the girl with red hair and her friend. Jace stood up straight. The girl had taken her hair out of… — 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
