Gideon Lightwood said he was at the Institute in Madrid. What on earth was he doing there?' 'Faffing about, most likely', said Will.
Cassandra ClareAnd what about us? Do you want a vampire boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly. "Because I forsee many romantic picnics in our future. You, drinking a virgin piรฑa colada. Me, drinking the blood of a virgin.
Cassandra ClareWe are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
Cassandra Clarethe [coat] rack above his head like a javelin. On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?" Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. "If you'd been a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful." "Yes," said Jace. "Or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats.
Cassandra ClareThere is a coldness to the Clave, it is true. We are dust and shadows. But you are like the heroes of ancient times, like Achilles and Jason.โ โAchilles was murdered with a poisoned arrow, and Jason died alone, killed by his own rotting ship. Such is the fate of heroes; the Angel knows why anyone would want to be one.
Cassandra Clareโ Itโ s a lot to process,โ she said. โ What Sebastian said, what happened last night, everything. I need to sleep, but Iโ m too keyed up. When I was young and I couldnโ t sleep, my mother used to read to me to relax me.โ โ A nd I remind you of your mother now? I have got to look into a manlier cologne
Cassandra Clare