And of course Charlotte hasn’t eaten a bit of dinner,” Henry said, getting up. “I’ll go see if Bridget can’t make her up a plate of cold chicken. As for the rest of you-” He paused for a moment, as if he were about to give them an order-send them to bed, perhaps, or back to the library to do more research. The moment passed, and a look of puzzlement crossed his face. “Blast it, I can’t remember what I was going to say,” he announced, and vanished into the kitchen.
Speaking of luck, Isabelle Lightwood is a total babe. Actually, she’s better than a babe: She’s a hero. She came all the way here to tell the world you were hers. You’re telling me she doesn’t know another hero when she sees one? You’re going to figure out what you’re doing here. Isabelle Lightwood believes in you, and for what it’s worth, I do too.
Mark whirled on them. His eyes were blind, unseeing. “You bring the twins in front of me and you kill them over and over. My Ty, he doesn’t understand why I can’t save him. You bring me Dru and when she laughs to see the fairytale castle, all ringed round with hedges, you throw her against the thorns until their pierce her small body. And you bid me wash in Octavian’s blood for the blood of an innocent child is magic under the Hill.
He has many things I haven’t got,” said Jace. “Like nearsightedness, bad posture, and an appalling lack of coordination.” “You know,” Clary said, “most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction.” “Ah,” said Jace blithely, “that might explain why I so often run into people who seem to dislike me.
Break my heart, he said. “Break it in pieces. I give you my permission.
Sometimes she thought the only things she had faith in were revenge and Julian.
What is a book? Is it the binding, the ink, the pages, or the sum of the words contained?
Magnus: All dreams end when you wake.
She was completely alone in the world. There was no one at all for her. No one in the world who cared whether she lived or died. Sometimes the horror of that thought threatened to overwhelm her and plunge her down into a bottomless darkness from which there would be no return. If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?
I know you: You’ll come find me again, you’ll come rescue me no matter what happens. You’ll come for me, and I’ll discover you all over again. I love you. I love you without the memories. I love you right now.
Magnus did not have enormous respect for the Law, but if he was breaking it he wanted to look good doing it.
James reared up from his bed and threw himself into Uncle Jem’s arms. He had heard some people found the Silent Brothers frightening, with their silent speech and their stitched eyes, but to him the sight of a Silent Brother’s robe always meant Uncle Jem, always meant steadfast love.
The universe could be a wondrous thing. The universe had out did herself. The universe would be getting flowers.
Malcolm looked warily at her. ‘She may be dangerous,’ he said to Julian. ‘Then again, all women are dangerous.
Well, I’m a Lovelace. My family quit Shadowhunting due to laziness in the 1700s.
Anyone who says women are weak is afraid they’re too strong.
You see, I do not want a body without a heart.
We can be cruelest to those who remind us of ourselves.” “Ty.
And what do you like to do, little man?” “I like-books,” James had said. While standing in the bookshop, with a parcel of books under his arm. The lady had given him a pitying look. “I read-erm-rather a lot,” James went on, dreary master of the obvious. King of the obvious. Emperor of the obvious.
Every choice has a long afterlife of consequences. No one can know the eventual outcome of any decision. All you can do is make the best choice you can make in the moment.