Simon: So were you following me? Or is it just an amazing coincidence that you happened to be on the roof of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Tessa was only half way down the corridor when they caught up to her -Will and Jem, walking on either side of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I’ve been wandering around all night—I couldn’t sleep—and I kept finding myself walking here. To you. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I was just wondering if you were armed. You want anything? Dagger, maybe?" He opened his own suit jacket just a bit,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You said you were going for a walk!? What kind of walk takes six hours?" "A long one? — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I… — 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
