He was in old pajama bottoms, with a towel flung over his shoulder, a paintbrush in one hand. There was paint on his bare chest and some in his hair... The black spiraling Marks winding down his torso, like vines wreathing a pillar.
She looked as the fireworks exploded in a shower of sparks – sparks that painted the clouds overhead as they fell, one by one, in streaking lines of golden fire, like angels falling from the sky.
It’s not like I’m inviting you to some orgy in Hoboken. Your mom can come along if she wants.
Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.
Immortality was something you paid for, and those you loved paid for, over and over again. There had been a precious few who had stayed with Magnus until death had parted them, but come death or a new stage of their lives where they felt he could not follow, they were all parted from him by something.
You can’t fix grief,” said Simon. “A rabbi told me that when my father died. The only thing that fixes grief is time, and the love of the people who care about you, and Tavvy has that.” He squeezed Mark’s shoulder briefly. “Take care of yourself,” he said. “Shelo ted’u od tza’ar, Mark Blackthorn.
Family could be a matter of choice – a matter of love.
Tessa rolled over, burying her face in her pillow. For so many years she had wondered what her first kiss would be like-if he would be handsome, if he would love her, if he would be kind. She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water and blood.
I will never blame you for going and doing what suits you best. I want you to have a purpose. I want you to have something to live for, even if you don’t think you’re alive.
I think you should try to keep the details of our investigation secret.” “Investigation?” Isabelle laughed. “Now we’re detectives? Maybe we should all have code names.” “Good idea,” said Jace. “I shall be Hotschaft Von Hugenstein.
What did Magnus mean by asking you if I knew you were in love with Tessa?
Julian era il genere di persona che sarebbe potuto scendere all’inferno e uscirne con il diavolo in persona che gli doveva un favore.
Look at him. The face of a bad angel and eyes like the night sky in Hell. He’s very pretty, and vampires like that. I can’t say I mind either.” Magnus grinned. “Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.
But you can’t cure an addict who doesn’t want to be cured.
I had a parabatai myself once, and the bond of it is precious to me.
Look at the Magister. He does what he does because he hates the Shadowhunters, out of loyalty to his parents, who cared for him, and who were killed. It is not beyond the realm of understanding. And yet nothing excuses the result. I think when we make choices – for each choice is individual of the choices we have made before – we must examine not only our reasons for making them but what result they will have, and whether good people will be hurt by our decisions.” There.
Do you really exist at all, if no one cares for you.
Non esisteva un modo delicato per separare Jules ed Emma. Il solo gesto di dividerli sarebbe stato un atto di violenza, uno squarcio nella stoffa nel mondo.
Because if Valentine made me a monster, then I suppose he made you a sort of angel. And Lucifer loved God, didn’t he?
Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awaken’d from the dream of life; ‘Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance, strike with our spirit’s knife Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. – Percy Bysshe Shelley, “Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats” The.