I had such plans for this evening. The pursuit of blind drunkenness and wayward women was my goal. But alas, it was not to be. No sooner had I consumed my third drink in the Devil than I was accosted by a delightful small flower selling child who asked me for twopence for a daisy. The price seemed steep, so I refused. When I told the girl as much, she proceeded to rob me.โ โA little girl robbed you?โ Tessa said. โActually, she wasnโt a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress with a penchant for violence, who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel.
Cassandra ClareMaybe. Although I doubt most Shadowhunters get a tattoo of Donatello from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on their left shoulder.
Cassandra ClareThey all have always loved you, Will Herondale, for you cannot hide what is good about yourself, however hard you try.
Cassandra ClareAnd in some way, Clary thought, he meant it, meant his gratitude. He had long ago lost the ability to distinguish between force and cooperation, between fear and willingness, between love and torture. And with that realization came a rush of numbnessโwhat was the point of hating Valentine for being a monster when he didnโt even know he was one?
Cassandra Clare