The sensation of falling was the worst part.
Who ever said the world was fair?
There is no one religion, no one truth and no myth lacks meaning
Words were weapons, his father had taught him that, and he'd wanted to hurt Clary more than he'd ever wanted to hurt any girl. In fact, he wasn't sure he had ever wanted to hurt a girl before. Usually he just wanted them, and then he wanted them to leave him alone.
She unwrapped the blanket when she came in my door. You were inside it. She set you down on the floor and you started ranging around, picking things up, pulling my cat's tail-you screamed like a banshee when the cat scratched you, so I asked your mother if you were part banshee. She didn't laugh.
There walked warlocks in all their bat-winged, cat-eyed glory, and here, as they swung out over the river, she saw the darting flash of multicolored tails under the silvery skin of the water, the shimmer of long, pearl-strewn hair, and heard the high, rippling laughter of the mermaids.
You bled on the Speaking stars ...I bet there's a law somewhere about that.
Somehow he managed to look cool despite the heat. It made Clary want to smack him.
There was something about Jace, though, that made her want to push him, crack that shell of cynicism and make him admit her believed something, felt something, cared about anythinng at all.
Your friend's poetry is terrible. It sounds like he ate a dictionary and started vomiting up random words.
Sorry, are you telling me that your demon-slaying buddies need to be driven to their next assignment with the forces of darkness by my mom?
There were some memories, though, that never faded.
That to love is to destroy and that to be the one loved is to be the one destroyed.
There's no reason for any warlock to be interested in her unless he's in the market for nonfunctional crystal balls.
The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means.
To be beautiful you had to be willowy and tall. When you were as short as Clary was, just over five feet, you were cute. Not pretty or beautiful, but cute.
The Law may be hard but it's the law.
To love is to destroy and that to be love is the one destroyed
The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love."- Madame Dorothea
To love is to destroy and to be loved is to the one destoyed
The only one who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self.
To love it to destroy and to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.
Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side.
Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger's charming smile.
A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?
It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy, just different.
Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistakenly born into a family of peasants. The difference in your case is that it's true.
Seeing through glamour is easy. It's people that are hard.
Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.
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