Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. โKiss me,โ she said. โPlease.
Cassandra ClareAnd then you'd turn to me and smile that funny smile, and I know you'd forgotten all about me and just remembered -- but I was never mad at you. Half of your attention is better than all of anyone else's.
Cassandra ClareYou have to give everyone ugly motives for everything they do, because ugly motives are all you understand.
Cassandra Clare