It is the mundanes who look at me and see something they do not understandโa boy who is not quite white and not quite foreign either." "Just as I am not human, and not demon either," Tessa said softly. His eyes softened. "You are human," he said. "Never think you are not. I have seen you with your brother; I know how you care for him. If you can feel hope, guilt, sorrow, loveโthen you are human.
Cassandra ClareHow she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying.
Cassandra ClareOh, its big enough,โ he said patronizingly, โbut somehow I was expectingโฆyou know.โ He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat. โItโs the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl,โ said Isabelle. -Jace & Isabelle, pg.349-
Cassandra ClareJem always said that Will rushed toward the end of a mission rather than proceeding in a measured manner, and that one must look at the next step on the path ahead, rather than the destination in the distance, or one would never reach oneโs goal. Will closed his eyes for a moment. He knew that Jem was right, but it was hard to remember, when the goal that he sought was the girl that he loved.
Cassandra ClareI'll just be your brother from now on." he said, looking at her with a hopeful expectation that she would be pleased, which made her want to scream that he was smashing her heart into pieces and he had to stop. "That's what you wanted, isn't it?" It took her a long time to answer, and when she did, her own voice sounded like an echo, coming from very far away. "Yes," she said, and she heard the rush of waves in her ears and her eyes stung as if from sand or salt spray. "That's what I wanted.
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