Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare
Judith Rumelt, better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth27 July 1973
CityTehran, Iran
CountryUnited States of America
men thinking temples
D'you think he would have thought ahead like that?" said Henry. "Assuredly," said Will. "The man's a strategist." He tapped his temple. "Like me.
eye confusing mets
Her eyes met his, but she looked quickly away; entangling gazes with Will was confusing at best, dizzying at worst.
care ifs will-herondale
If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?
world care vanishing
I feel myself dissolving, vanishing into nothingness, for if there is no one in the world who cares for you, do you really exist at all?
answers want dear-god
Dear God, woman,"said Will. "Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to?
eye bored shapes
He gazed amusedly down the table at Tessa. “You’re the shape-changer, aren’t you?” he said. “Magnus Bane told me about you. No mark on you at all, they say.” Tessa swallowed and looked him straight in the eye. They were discordantly human eyes, ordinary in his extraordinary face. “No. No mark.” He grinned around his fork. “I do suppose they’ve looked everywhere?” “I’m sure Will’s tried,” said Jessamine in a bored tone.
blood hatred looks
She hated that will had this effect on her. Hated it. She knew better. She knew what he thought of her. That she was worth nothing. And still a look from him could make her tremble with mingled hatred and longing. It was like poison in her blood, to which Jem was the only antidote.
heart thinking emotion
Women do not think with logic and discretion but with emotions of the heart
careers wish hunters
I swear that woman had a previous career as a death-hunter selling tragic ballads down around the Seven Dials," said Will. "And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we've eaten.
may said unlikely
You may choose your friends, but not your unlikely saviors,” Magnus said cheerfully.
love-you moments mets
I love you, Tessa, and I have loved you, almost since the moment I met you.
necks brushes fingers
She still felt his gaze on her like the brush of a finger across the back of her neck, making her shiver.
fall color sky
His beauty did not blaze like Will's did in fierce colors and repressed fire, but it had its own muted perfection, the loveliness of snow falling against a silver gray sky.
giving-up loving-you stronger
As if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. Since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely.