under his dripping hair,
under his dripping hair, he was as white as parchment, his hands clenched at his sides so tightly that they were shaking. It seemed clear that some terrible turmoil was ripping him apart from the inside out. Cassandra Clare
Will Herondale
With God on your
With God on your side, what does luck matter? Cassandra Clare
What’s your name, then?
What’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it? Cassandra Clare
Perhaps he’s in love
Perhaps he’s in love with Agatha, she said. I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal. Cassandra Clare
I suspect he’s sweet
I suspect he’s sweet on Sophie and doesn’t like to see her work too hard.’ Tessa was glad to hear it. She’d felt awful about her reaction to Sophie’s scar, and the thought that Sophie had a male admirer – and a handsome one like that- eased her conscience slightly. ‘Perhaps he’s in love with … Read more
Someday, Will, I will
Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you ever asked yourself why I agreed to be your parabatai? Cassandra Clare
Sometimes, when I have
Sometimes, when I have to do something I don’t want to do, I pretend I’m a character from a book. It’s easier to know what they would do. Cassandra Clare
Jem shook his head.
Jem shook his head. You bit de Quincey he said. You fool. He’s a VAMPIRE I had no choice said Will He was choking me I know Jem said. But really Will, AGAIN? Cassandra Clare
Oh, I can never
Oh, I can never get enough. Which, incidentally, is what your sister said when– Cassandra Clare
Remember when you tried
Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks? They ate it too, Will reminisced. Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck. Cassandra Clare