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Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always.


Cassandra Clare


#love

I've mastered many thing's in my life. Navigating the streets of London, dancing the quadrille, the Japanese art of flower arranging, lying at charades, concealing a highly intoxicated state, delighting young women with my charms..." Tessa stared. "Alas," he went on, "no one has ever actually referred to me as 'the master' or 'the magister', either. More's the pity..." "Are you highly intoxicated at the moment?


Cassandra Clare


#william-herondale #art

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.


Cassandra Clare


#vampires #will-herondale #beauty

You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime's worth.


Cassandra Clare


#will-herondale #dreams

Jem is my greatest sin.


Cassandra Clare


#sin

In Will's experience, when someone who ought to be afraid wasn't, the reason was rarely bravery. Usually it meant that they knew something you didn't.


Cassandra Clare


#will-herondale #experience

I mean, is there a chance for me? To have another life after this, a better one?


Cassandra Clare


#will-herondale #life

I don't think you can fight because you're wearing a wedding dress," said Jem. "For what it's worth, I don't think Will could fight in that dress either." "Perhaps not," said Will, who had ears like a bats. "but I would make a radiant bride.


Cassandra Clare


#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #humor

If I kiss you all day every day for the rest of my life, it won't be enough.


Cassandra Clare


#life

What is this?” he went on now, spearing an unfortunate object on a fork and raising it to eye level. “This… this… thing?” “A parsnip?” Jem suggested. “A parsnip planted in Satan’s own garden.” said Will. He glanced about. “I don’t suppose there’s a dog I could feed it to.” “There don’t seem to be any pets about,” Jem—who loved all animals, even the inglorious and ill-tempered Church—observed. “Probably all poisoned by parsnips,” said Will.


Cassandra Clare


#love






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