I always thought love made you stupid. Made you weak. A bad Shadowhunter. 'To love is to destroy.'I believed that[...]I used to think being a good warrior meant not caring,[...] And then I met you. You were a mundane. Weak. Not a fighter. Never trained[...] Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger than anyone I'd ever met. And I realized I was the one who was weak.
Cassandra ClareAnother vampire pushed her way through the crowd to stand at his sideโa pretty blue-haired Asian girl in a silver foil skirt. Clary wondered if there were any ugly vampires, or maybe any fat ones. Maybe they didn't make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn't want to live forever.
Cassandra ClareWe shouldnโt,โ protested Isabelle. โThe Clave has a plan.โ โThe Clave has the collective intelligence of a pineapple,โ said Jace. Alec blinked up at them. โJace is right.โ Isabelle turned on her brother. โWhat do you know? You werenโt even paying attention.โ โI was,โ Alec said, injured. โI said Jace was right.โ โYeah, but thereโs like a 90% chance of me being right most of the time, so thatโs not proof you were listening,โ said Jace. โThatโs just a good guess.
Cassandra ClareI don't know who Azazel is," he said. "Isn't he the cat from The Smurfs?" He cast about , but Isabelle just looked up and rolled her eyes at him. "Clary?" he thought Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. "What is it? What happened? Did my mom find out I'm gone?" "Not yet," he thought back. "Is Azazel the cat from The Smurfs?" There was a long pause. "That's Azrael, Simon. And no more using the magic rings for Smurf questions.
Cassandra ClareIf I held a revolver to your head, James, and pulled the trigger, would it really matter if I did not know that there were not bullets in the chambers?
Cassandra ClareHer name rang in Will's mind like the chime of a bell; he wondered if any other name on earth had such an inescapable resonance to it. She couldn't have been named something awful, could she, like Mildred. He couldn't imagine lying awake at night, staring up at the ceiling while invisible voices whispered 'Mildred' in his ears. But Tessa--
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