“Now that the real and the imagined had collided, he wondered if she, like he, longed for the past, for the normal.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“One of the things he loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
