Smarmy little prig,โ Will snarled, leaning father forward, as if he longed to reach through the magical portal and strangle Gabriel. โWhen I get him aloneโฆโ โI ought to go in with her instead,โ Gabriel went on. โI can look out for her a bit more. Instead of simply looking out for myself.โ โHangingโs too good for him,โ agreed Jem, who looked as if he were trying not to laugh. โTessa knows Will,โ protested Charlotte. โShe trusts Will.โ โI wouldnโt go that far,โ muttered Tessa.
Cassandra ClareLife 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 ClareWe're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?
Cassandra Clare... everything seemed to him a uniform shade of gray- even the people! He had been unable to believe it could rain so much in one place, and so unceasingly. The damp had seemed to come up from the floors and into his bones, so that he'd thought he would eventually sprout mold, in the manner of a tree. "You do get used to it," he said "Even if sometimes you feel as if you out to be able to be wrung out like a washrag." p 311
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