#tessa

You speak of sacrifice, but it is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you," he went on. "I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life." He looked up at her through the veil of silvery hair that fell over his eyes. "That is," he said shyly, "if you love me, too. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #life

And to the devil with it if she is!" said the Consul. "One girl, who is not Nephilim, is not, cannot, be our priority." "She is my priority!" Will shouted. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

I am catastrophically in love with you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will #love

Jem told me what Ragnor Fell said about my father,” Will said. “That for my father, there was only ever one woman he loved, and it was her for him, or nothing. You are that for me. I love you, and I will only ever love you until I die — ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

Rage flared up in Tessa and she considered belting Woolsey with the poker whether he came near her or not. He had moved awfully quickly while fighting Will, though, and she didn’t fancy her chances. “You don’t know James Carstairs. Don’t speak about him.” “Love him, do you?” Woolsey managed to make it sound unpleasant. “But you love Will, too.” Tessa froze. She had known that Magnus knew of Will’s affection for her, but the idea that what she felt for him in return was written across her face was too terrifying to contemplate. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem #tessa #will #love

Was this what it meant to love someone? That any burden was a burden shared, that they could give you comfort with a word or a touch? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #tessa-gray #love

I want the people I love to get up and speak about me, and even if you cry it'll be OK. I want you to say honest things. ↗

— Jenny Downham

#speak #tessa #love

'Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air, I heard a maid making her moan; Said, 'Saw ye my father? Or saw ye my mother? Or saw ye my brother John? Or saw ye the lad I that I love best, And his name it is Sweet William? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa #will #love

Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#truth #men

Oh, I don't know. I prefer to think that when they're at home, the Silent Brothers are much like us. Playing practical jokes in the Silent City, making toasted cheese-" "I hope they play charades," said Tessa Dryly. "It would seem to take advantage of their natural talents. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#charades #jem #silent-brothers #tessa #nature