“What are you doing following me around the back streets of London, you little idiot?” Will demanded, giving her arm a light… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Love potions? For Will Herondale? T’aint my way to turn down payment, but any man who looks like you has got no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I believe everything you say," Tessa said with a smile, her hands creeping down from his waist to his weapons belt. Her… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee - for whither thou goest, I will go, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Me siento responsable por ese muchacho. Si él nunca encuentra la felicidad, sentiré que le he fallado. Si no puede tener a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“No, i mean enterprising." said Will. "When I mean morally deficient, I say,`Now, that is something i would have done´” — 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
All my life, since I came to the Institute, you were the mirror of my soul. I saw the good in me… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The girl behind the scrawled letters. I loved you from the moment I read them. I love you still.” - Will Herondale — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The witchlight made his skin paler, his eyes more intently blue. They were the color of the water in the North Atlantic,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“There were valuable first editions of books in the enormous library, most of them had been scribbled in by some idiot named… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention — but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I thought perhaps that when you told me you did not love me that my own feelings would fall away and atrophy,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It's too late," she said. "Don't say that." His voice was half a whisper. "I love you, Tessa. I love you. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I’ve gotten my Phosphor to work at last.” Henry proudly brandished the object. “It functions on the principle of witchlight but is… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Well,” said a very amused voice. “This is unexpected.” Tessa sat bolt upright, pulling the heavy coverlet around her. Beside her, Will… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine's 'genuphobia'. It means an… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I have heard sometimes that men who lose an arm of a leg still feel that pain in those limbs, though they… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I can tell you that the end of a live is the sun of the love that was lived in it, that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You know that feeling,” she said, “when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
