If I held a revolver to your head, James, and pulled the trigger, would it really matter if I did not know that there were not bullets in the chambers? Cassandra Clare More Quotes by Cassandra Clare More Quotes From Cassandra Clare She hated that will had this effect on her. Hated it. She knew better. She knew what he thought of her. That she was worth nothing. And still a look from him could make her tremble with mingled hatred and longing. It was like poison in her blood, to which Jem was the only antidote. Cassandra Clare poison hatred blood He gazed amusedly down the table at Tessa. “You’re the shape-changer, aren’t you?” he said. “Magnus Bane told me about you. No mark on you at all, they say.” Tessa swallowed and looked him straight in the eye. They were discordantly human eyes, ordinary in his extraordinary face. “No. No mark.” He grinned around his fork. “I do suppose they’ve looked everywhere?” “I’m sure Will’s tried,” said Jessamine in a bored tone. Cassandra Clare bored eye ordinary Dear God, woman,"said Will. "Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to? Cassandra Clare dear-god answers want I feel myself dissolving, vanishing into nothingness, for if there is no one in the world who cares for you, do you really exist at all? Cassandra Clare vanishing who-cares world If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist? Cassandra Clare will-herondale care ifs Her eyes met his, but she looked quickly away; entangling gazes with Will was confusing at best, dizzying at worst. Cassandra Clare mets confusing eye D'you think he would have thought ahead like that?" said Henry. "Assuredly," said Will. "The man's a strategist." He tapped his temple. "Like me. Cassandra Clare temples men thinking The best lies are based on the truth, at least in part Cassandra Clare lying Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art As to love a man who'll break my Heart Cassandra Clare littles men art I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name. Cassandra Clare names trying lying Break a leg up there, and I'll be down here hopefully breaking someone elses. Cassandra Clare breaking-someone break-a-leg legs He was gazing at her, the way one did when one felt one was unobserved. He had that look on his face, the look he usually got only when he was playing the violin, as if he were completely caught up and entranced. Cassandra Clare gazing violin looks At the moment, he is in shock," said Magnus. "He has believed one thing for five years, and now he has realized that all this time he has been looking at the world through a faulty mechanism - that all the things he sacrificed in the name of what he thought was good and noble have been a waste, and that he has only hurt what he he loved." "Good God," said Woolsey. "Are you quite sure you've helped him? Cassandra Clare hurt names years You promise me, he said. That you love him. Enough to marry him and make him happy. Cassandra Clare enough said promise Tessa had begun to tremble. This is what she had always wanted someone to say. What she had always, in the darkest corner of her heart, wanted Will to say. Will, the boy who loved the same books she did, the same poetry she did, who made her laugh even when she was furious. And here he was standing in front of her, telling her he loved the words of her heart, the shape of her soul. Telling her something she had never imagined anyone would ever tell her. Telling her something she would never be told again, not in this way. And not by him. And it did not matter. "It's too late", she said. Cassandra Clare heart boys book Tell me,” Isabelle said.“Who it was. That my father had the affair with. Cassandra Clare lost-souls affair father Well, hello there, Mother,” Sebastian said in a voice like silk. “Surprised to see me? Cassandra Clare hello voice mother You have a dark heart in you, Valentine’s daughter,” he said. “You just won’t admit it. And if you want Jace, you had better accept it. Because he belongs to me now. Cassandra Clare valentine daughter heart Warlock,” he said. “I know who you are.” Magnus raised his eyebrows. “You do?” “Magnus Bane. Destroyer of the demon Marabas. Son of—” “Now,” said Magnus, quickly. “There’s no need to go into all of that.” “But there is.” The demon sounded reasonable, even amused. “If it is infernal assistance you require, why not summon your father?” Alec looked at Magnus with his mouth open. Cassandra Clare eyebrows father son Kill me, little sister. Kill me and you kill Jace, too. Cassandra Clare jace little-sister littles