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Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. “Kiss me,” she said. “Please.
I'm not unhappy," he said. "Only people with no purpose are unhappy. I've got a purpose.
Interesting" he said. "You know, Simon never mentioned that his roommate was a werewolf.
The missing stairs baffled Clary. What did vampires have against stairs? -Clary, pg.266-
Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside.
There are not that many parts for actors who are not white - even less substantive ones.
I've never seen anyone get so excited over books before. You'd think they were diamonds.
I suppose you've always been amazing at this stuff."- Clary "I was born amazing." - Jace
I was looking for the opposite, really -something that might put an end to being in love
Hang Mortmain," said Will. "And I mean that literally, of course, but also figuratively.
I tell myself he's better than he makes himself out to be, but, Tessa, what if he isn't?
Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death.
A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?
Are you threatening to kidnap me?" "If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes.
The melody rolled over her, as cool and sweet as water, as hopeful and lovely as sunrise.
Is this some manly bonding thing I can't be a part of? Are you getting matching haircuts?
Are you in fashion? You look like you're in fashion." "No," [Magnus] said. "I am fashion.
He had become a monster. You just couldn't see it...because it wore the face of a friend.
You know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.
It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.
Jace likes to pretend that everyone isn’t talking about him, even when he knows they are.
I always wanted to be a writer since I was around 12 years old and I wrote my first book.
I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me.
I thought you were dead,” she went on. “I saw you fall down, and—I thought you were dead.
Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.
Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.
When you love someone, you don't have a choice. Love takes your choices away. - Clary Fray
You always find the right quote, or the right thing to say to make me believe you love me.
Tea. I find that both settles the stomach and concentrates the mind. Wonderful drink, tea.
I think the main thing to remember when writing a novel is to stay true to the characters.
The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.
When I am in the darkness, I want to think of it in the light, with you. - James Carstairs
Of course I can see you. I'm not blind, you know. Oh, but you are. You just don't know it.
Dear God, woman,"said Will. "Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to?
You can't just go around killing people. You're right. You can't go around killing people.
Or perhaps this hostility of yours is the pretense. Love does make liars out of your kind.
unfortunately, we're all out of bitter evange at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing
aren't you, uh... reproducing? "sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things.
If this is your idea of glamour, I'm having second thoughts about letting you make me over.
Shutting your eyes and pretending something's not happening doesn't make it not true, Jace.
What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?
You could say anything you wanted to someone you thought you were never going to see again.
You disappear so completely into your head sometimes," he said. "I wish I could follow you.
I didn't know," he said. "I didn't know you needed me." Her voice shook. "I always need you
I can't get enough adventure," Magnus said lightly. "And adventure cannot get enough of me.
There was no Jace Wayland more real than the one he saw in her eyes when she looked at him.
Ouch,” Jace said in her ear, his tone indignant. “You elbowed me.” “Well, you landed on me.
My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.
I hate it when you answer a question with a question." "No you dont, you think its charming.
Only mundanes say they're sorry when what they mean is "I share your grief,"' Jace observed.