She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I could point out that that's not a dress, that's underwear, but I doubt it would be in my best interest." "Need… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He said there are thousands of Shadowhunters, but great love comes once in a lifetime if one is lucky, and one would… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You would make a very ugly woman" "I would not. I would be stunning — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Magnus hoped if he ever went mad like that himself, so mad that he poisoned the very air round him and hurt… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He has become a worm. That is what I am telling you." "I don't suppose it would be possible," said Henry into… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Oh, the universe had outdone herself. The universe would be send flowers. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But Magnus, he thought. You never told me. Never warned me it would be like this, that I would wake up one… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Though you did eat all the pizza." "I only had five slices," Simon protested, leaning his chair backward so it balanced precariously… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
People were intrinsically selfish, and many hated the idea of a woman in charge of the Institute. They would not put themselves… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Magnus raised his hands above his head and clapped once. The room flooded with light. "You see? You think that would be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I'll just be your brother from now on." he said, looking at her with a hopeful expectation that she would be pleased,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will had shrugged once, helplessly. He had almost wished Jem would be angry with him. It would have been easier. He'd never… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
For this I would be damned forever. For this I would have given up everything. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Then you're aping him. Valentine was one of the most arrogant and disrespectful men I've ever met. I suppose he brought you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
At least Kyle wasn't home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
My advice to young writers would be to write every day, even if it is only a few words. Get yourself on… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
James, you are all the family I have. I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It's all very romantic," Gabriel said, and then frowned. "Or it would be, if my brother could get a word out without… — 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
