#stairs

I don't know how to live in the world as a Shadowhunter without Will. I don't think i even want to. I am still a parabatai, but my other half is gone. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #wem #will-herondale #will-herondale

Our souls are knit. We are one person, James. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #will-herondale

So you are dying for love, then," Will said finally, his voice sounding constricted to his own ears. 'Dying a little faster for love. And there are worse things to die for. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jessa #wem #will-herondale #love

Our hearts, they need a mirror, Tessa. We see our better selves in the eyes of those who love us. And there is a beauty that brevity alone provides. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#beauty

I have a nervous breakdown in the film and in one scene I get to stand at the top of the stairs waving an empty sherry bottle which is, of course, a typical scene from my daily life, so isn't much of a stretch. ↗

— Emma Thompson

#breakdown #course #daily #daily life #empty

The music is the message, the message is the music. So that's my little ministry that the Big Man upstairs gave to me - a little ministry called love and happiness. ↗

— Al Green

#called #gave #happiness #little #love

If there is a life after this one, he said, let me meet you in it, James Carstairs. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #jem-carstairs #page- #life

What I do know is that if we are born again, I will meet you in another life, and if there is a river, you will wait on the shores for me to come to you, so that we can cross together. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #jem-carstairs #page- #life

Say something in Mandarin,” said Tessa, with a smile. Jem said something that sounded like a lot of breathy vowels and consonants run together, his voice rising and falling melodically: “Ni hen piao liang.” “What did you say?” Tessa was curious. “I said your hair is coming undone — here,” he said, and reached out and tucked an escaping curl back behind her ear. Tessa felt the blood spill hot up into her face, and was glad for the dimness of the carriage. “You have to be careful with it,” he said, taking his hand back, slowly, his fingers lingering against her cheek. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #smile

She smiled at him. “How did you know just what I’d want to see?” “How could I not?” he said. “When I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mind’s eye always with a book in your hand.” He looked away from her as he said it, but not before she caught the slight flush on his cheekbones. He was so pale, he could never hide even the least blush, she thought — and was surprised how affectionate the thought was. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #smile