Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -" She put her hand against his chest, just over his heart, and felt its beat against her palm, a unique time signature that was all its own. "I only wish you would not speak of dying," she said. "But even for that, yes, I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you.
Cassandra ClareShe seemed like a creature made to attract everyone and express nothing real, though it would take a master observer, like Magnus, to know it.
Cassandra ClareLies and secrets, Tessa, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.
Cassandra ClareMost people don't cry when they're upset or frightened, but rather when they're frustrated. Your frustration is understandable. You've been through a most trying time." -Hodge
Cassandra Clare