“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
“She glanced over at Zachariah, who was busy patting Church. The cat had climbed up onto the champagne table and was gleefully… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“London was one of the few Institutes that hadn't emptied yet. Apparently Sebastian and his forces tried to attack. They were rebuffed… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But from now on the Herondales owe the Carstairs. Okay? Remember that.” — 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
“A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain.” — 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
