And in that moment Cristina yearned toward him more than she ever had, for she knew that feeling, to be so hollowed out by loss that you felt as if the wind could blow through you.
I cannot recall a situation you did not think was special and required his presence,” said Gabriel dryly. “You have been known to call upon Brother Zachariah for a broken toe.
I don’t like crowds of people in general. When they’re all talking at the same time, and making noise. Crowds are the worst... All the lights and the shouting and the people. It’s like broken glass in my head.
I would like to specialize in being an immortal invulnerable killing machine who craves the blood of the living.
Well, what did you do, what could you do when what threatened the ones you loved was something else you loved just as much?
You warned her about us, the look seemed to say. That we would hurt her, break her as you might break a twig between your fingers. But you, who thought you could not be touched – you are the one who has been broken.
He and George had even named the rats that lived behind their walls. Every night, they left Jon Cartwright Jr., III, and IV a piece of stale bread to nibble, in hopes they’d prefer the crumbs to human feet.
Isabelle wasn’t scared of much, but Alec was always fussing.
Jem didn’t lose his composure. “I haven’t betrayed the Institute for Tessa,” he said. “I haven’t lied to and endangered those who have cared for me since I was orphaned.” “If you wouldn’t,” said Jessamine, “you don’t really love her.” “If she asked me to,” said Jem, “I would know she did not really love me.
He was as intensely happy as he was miserable, and it exhaused him to be pulled in two different directions at once.
I am not anybody’s, Will. My heart is my own.
She could see the hurt in his eyes, and for a moment she wrestled the urge to call Maia a number of unprintable names.
We love all the same people, don’t we?
There can be no trespass when you are always welcome.
I know you only say these things to hurt me. Off with you. Brush your hair!
She showed him her finger – just one of them.
But we bear so much that seems unthinkable. The only truly unbearable burden is living without love.
She saw Luke, standing atop a pile of bones. Jace with white feathered wings sprouting out of his back, Isabelle sitting naked with her whip curled around her like a net of gold rings, Simon with crosses burned into the palms of his hands. Angels, falling and burning. Falling out of the sky.
He opened the window and Matthew crawled in, upsetting both James and the book from the window seat.
Seek the children of demons. Love them as you love your lord. Do not let the children be alone.