He found himself looking into many faces for potentional love, and seeing many people as shining vessels of possibility. Perhaps this time there would be that indefinable something that sent hungry hearts roving, longing and searching for something, they knew not what, and yet could not give up the quest.
Cassandra ClareWe needn't talk about Tessa if you don't want to, you know." "It's not Tessa." This was true. Will hadn't been thinking of Tessa. He was getting good at not thinking about her, really; all it took was determination and practice.
Cassandra ClareLet the sky rain potatoes," said a musing voice. "Let it thunder to the tune of Greensleeves.
Cassandra ClareI will still be in some part the Jem you knew, and I will see you with the eyes of my heart.
Cassandra ClareClarissa," he said, "here with the vampire, I see. When things have settled a bit, we really must discuss you choice in pets.
Cassandra ClareHis steady gaze held hers. His blue eyes were very dark, uniquely so. She had known people before with blue eyes, but they had always been light blue. Will's were the color of the sky just on the edge of night.
Cassandra ClareAre you implying that shreds of my reputation remain intact?" Will demanded with mock horror. "Clearly I have been doing something wrong. Or not something wrong, as the case may be." He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
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