But it was mortality that made them what they were, the flame that blazed brighter for it's flickering
Cassandra ClareShe did not belong to Will-she was too much herself to belong to anyone, even Jem-but she belonged with them, and silently he cursed the Consul for not seeing it.
Cassandra ClareThe boy was standing alone as though the broken glass all around him were a shining sea and he were an island.
Cassandra ClareWith the whole Mark of Cain thing, does that mean if I accidentally kick you during the night, I get kicked in the shins seven times by an invisible force?
Cassandra Clare