Quote by Cassandra Clare Download Open image ““I don’t like the thought of you going away”” — Cassandra Clare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“You asked me this morning in the car if I thought you were scary. The answer is yes. You scare me shitless. I don’t… — Kylie Scott Copy Share Image
“I can't lose you. The very thought makes me crazed. I can't even allow myself to imagine you leaving me.” — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
“I have walked myself into my best thoughts and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.” — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“I thought I could leave you. I thought distance would make ‘this’ go away, and it’d get easier, but it hasn’t.” — S.C. Stephens 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
