Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.
Magnus exhaled - for a moment he no longer felt ill, or afraid of dying, or even angry or bitter. Relief washed over him, as profound as sorrow, and he reached up to brush the cheek of the boy leaning...
Look at him. The face of a bad angel and eyes like the night sky in Hell. He's very pretty, and vampires like that. I can't say I mind either.
Like all Herondales, his ability to love without measure, without end, was both his great gift and his great curse.
Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die.
Jem seemed to look through her then, as if he were seeing something beyond her, beyond the corridor, beyond the Institute itself. Whatever you are physically, he said, male or female, strong or weak,...
It would hardly benefit me to hold anything back unnecessarily, when I know what I'm asking. For you to find a needle in--God, not even a haystack. A needle in a tower full of other needles.
If you ever meet the man who could take advantage of Isabelle, you’ll have to let me know. I’d like to shake his hand. Or run away from him very fast, I’m not sure which.
If you don’t go after Luke, Clary said, enunciating very clearly, I, personally, will kill you.For a moment Jocelyn looked astonished. Then she smiled. Well, she said, if you put it like that.
If it's the lack of forbidden you're worried about. You could still forbid me to do things.What kind of things?She felt him smile against her mouth. Things like this.
I've always been told my presence brightened up any room. One might think that went doubly for dank underground cell. (Jace)
I think you were the wrong person for the Jace that I was, but not the Jace that I am now, the Jace you helped make me. Who is, incidentally, a Jace I like much better than the old one. You’ve changed...
I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me.
I see you're determined to miss my point.If you're point is that there was a pretty girl in the room and it was distracting you, then I think I've taken your point handily.You think she's pretty? Will...
I keep thinking about blood, I dream about it. Wake up thinking about it. Pretty soon I'll be writing morbid emo poetry about it.
I just wanted to say that it's okay if you dislike me. If you make Clary happy, I'm fine with you. He stuck his hand out, and Jace took his own hand out of Clary's and shook Simon's, a bemused look on...
I have wanted to do this, he said, every moment of every hour of every day that I have been with you since the day I met you. but you know that. You know. Don't you?
I don't see how Clary is something we have in common,' Simon said, although he did. Nevertheless, this wasn't a conversation he particularly wanted to have with Jace now, or, in fact, ever. Wasn't the...
He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass.
He took something out of his jacket and handed it to her. It was a long thin dagger in a leather sheath. The hilt of the dagger was set with a single red stone carved in the shape of a rose. She shook...