I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.
Cassandra ClareWill only looked at her. There had been light in his eyes on the stairs, as he'd locked the door, when he'd kissed her--a brilliant, joyous light. And it was going now, fading like the last breath of someone dying. She thought of Nate, bleeding to death in her arms. She had been powerless then, to help him. As she was now. She felt as if she were watching the life bleed out of Will Herondale, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Cassandra ClareHe had electric blue hair that had stuck around his head like tendrils of a startled octopus.
Cassandra ClareThe past is nothing to [the young], not even another country as it is to the old, or even a nightmare as it is to the guilty.
Cassandra ClareDon't stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?" "Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are." "What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?" "Don't be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.
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