#cassandra

Gideon Lightwood said he was at the Institute in Madrid. What on earth was he doing there?' 'Faffing about, most likely', said Will. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-prince #tessa-grey #the-infernal-devices #will-herondale #will-herondale

...In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine. "The first one is always the hardest," he said. "The first?" "The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #magnus-bane #tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

And it would be a death of the worst kind; becoming the very thing that I hunted myself, or worse. It was far more terrifying than the end of life completely. I'd rather be gone from this world for all of eternity than become a slave to Hell. ↗

— L.J. Kentowski

#death

It was books that made me feel that perhaps I wasn't completely alone." - Will Herondale, Clockwork Prince ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem #tessa #the-infernal-devices #will #will-herondale

—Jem es la mejor parte de mí. —Entonces, ¿qué soy yo? —Eres mi debilidad. —Y Tessa es tu corazón. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cecily-herondale #clockwork-princess #james-carstairs #tessa-gray #william-herondale

Love? Yes, I do love. I never thought it was possible, hell, I never even thought about it as a Seeker. But you did something to me, Cassandra. You made me realize I still have a heart, regardless of what I’m made of. And you’ve stolen it because there is nothing I wouldn’t do to be with you. But that includes staying as I am, even if I have the chance to turn. ↗

— L.J. Kentowski

#fate- #love

I love you, Clary," he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. "More than I ever--" He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary #fray #jace #love #romance

The measure of love is to love without measure. -attributed to Saint Augustine ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#chapter- #love

Pritkin, it’s a hotel room, not a death trap!” A glance over his shoulder showed him impatient blue eyes under a fall of messy blond curls. “Anyway, you’re here.” “I can’t protect you from everything,” he forced himself to say, because it was true. It was also frankly terrifying in a way that his own mortality was not. He’d never had children, but he sometimes wondered if this was how parents felt when catching sight of a fearless toddler confidently heading toward a busy street. Not that his charge was a child, as he was all too uncomfortably aware. But the knowledge of just how many potentially lethal pitfalls lay in her path sometimes caused him that same heart-clenching terror. And the same overwhelming need to throw her over his lap and spank the living daylights out of her, he thought grimly, when she suddenly popped out of existence. “Cassie! ↗

— Karen Chance

#cassie #cassie-palmer #funny #pritkin #business

As long as I can dream, I will dream of you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #dreaming #jace #love #mortal-instruments