Will smiled the way Lucifer might have smiled, moments before he fell from Heaven. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Are you threatening to kidnap me?" "If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There is more to living than not dying," he said. "Look at the way you live Will. You burn as bright as… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Come on guys, you cant fight like this forever" "Actually," Simon said, raising his hand,"I can". Jace made a weird noise and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She shook her head. She was so pale under the diffuse lamp-light that she looked almost transparent, as if Simon could have… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I grew up in L.A., and I worked for 'The Hollywood Reporter.' I knew enough about the business to know that the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. "The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The grandeur of the Institute never failed to impress Magnus - the way it towered high and mighty above everything else, timeless… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And when I saw him lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She had never thought about her name much before, but when he said it, it was as if she were hearing it… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clary, you're an artist, like your mother. That means you see the world in ways that other people don't. It's your gift,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I'll walk you back, Jace said. "As for Simon, he can manage his own way back in the dark-can't you Simon?" "Of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
A lot of people feel like urban fantasy is a shortcut that gets you around world-building, because it's set "in the real… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And I would do it again. I love you, Jace Wayland-Herondale-Lightwood-whatever you want to call yourself. I don't care. I love you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She looked out then, through the crowd, and saw Simon with the Lightwoods, looking at her across the empty space that separated… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
No," said Simon. "I know we're not much compared to you, but we don't kill our friends. We try to save them.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She opened her mouth to answer, but he was already kissing her. She had kissed him so many times—soft gentle kisses, hard… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Remember when you fell out of that tree on the farm when you were ten, and broke your arm? Remember how he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You're not going,"he said as soon as she'd finished. "If I have to tie you up and sit on you until this… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of "Jace!" and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but it's the way you live your life that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
One of the heavy marble busts that lined the higher shelves had slid free and was falling toward her; she ducked out… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Stop it." Isabelle tapped a booted foot in the shallow water at the lake's edge. "Both of you. In fact, all three… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Alec would have said he could have benefited from a bit more in the way of constructive cowardice. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
While the Clave disapproves of trespassers, oddly they take an even darker view of beheading and skinning people. They're peculiar that way. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He’s very pretty. For a human.” “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Tessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I feel like you can look inside me and see all the places I am odd or unusual and fit your heart… — 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
