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  • #1
    John Milton
    “The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”
    John Milton, Paradise Lost

  • #2
    John Milton
    “Awake, arise or be for ever fall’n.”
    John Milton, Paradise Lost

  • #3
    John Milton
    “Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell. ”
    John Milton, Paradise Lost

  • #4
    John Milton
    “This horror will grow mild, this darkness light.”
    John Milton, Paradise Lost

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “One must always be careful of books," said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, 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. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before – bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it – but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?" His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me."
    She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.
    "But I don't want anything else in the world.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #10
    Cassandra Clare
    “Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “I was thinking about the first time I ever saw you," he said, "and how after that I couldn't forget you. I wanted to, but I couldn't stop myself. I forced Hodge to let me be the one who came to find you and bring you back to the Institue. And even back then, in that stupid coffee shop, when I saw you sitting on that couch with Simon, even then that felt wrong to me-- I should have been the one sitting with you. The one who made you laugh like that. I couldn't get rid of that feeling. That it should have been me. And the more I knew you, the more I felt it--it had never been like that for me before. I'd always wanted a girl and then gotten to know her and not wanted her anymore, but with you the feeling just got stronger and stronger until that night when you showed up at Renwick's and I knew.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    “People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but its the way you live your life that matters.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's all right to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “Clary,

    Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I'm leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do.
    I'm writing this watching the sun come up. You're asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see myself the way you do. But maybe I dont want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I'm perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn't stand that.
    I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you.
    All night I've watched you sleeping, watched the moonlight come and go, casting its shadows across your face in black and white. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I think of the life we could have had if things were different, a life where this night is not a singular event, separate from everything else that's real, but every night. But things aren't different, and I can't look at you without feeling like I've tricked you into loving me.
    The truth no one is willing to say out loud is that no one has a shot against Valentine but me. I can get close to him like no one else can. I can pretend I want to join him and he'll believe me, up until that last moment where I end it all, one way or another. I have something of Sebastian's; I can track him to where my father's hiding, and that's what I'm going to do. So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this to your face, I couldn't make myself go.
    I don't blame you if you hate me, I wish you would. As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.

    _Jace”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #18
    Cassandra Clare
    “Since I've met you, everything I've done has been in part because of you. I can't untie myself from you, Clary- not my heart or my blood or my mind or any other part of me. And I don't want to."
    ~Jace Wayland”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #19
    Cassandra Clare
    “In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn't matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #20
    Cassandra Clare
    “I've heard the word 'fear'. I simply choose to believe it doesn't apply to me.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “If there's a thing I've learned in my life it's to not be afraid of the responsibility that comes with caring for other people. What we do for love: those things endure. Even if the people you do them for don't”
    Cassandra Clare

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “But I watch my brothers give their hearts away and I think, Don’t you know better? Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “Or maybe it's just that beautiful things are so easily broken by the world.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “Look, did you ask me to come all the way uptown just so you could stare at me like I was something in a petri dish? Next time I'll send you a photo."
    "And I'll frame it and put it on my nightstand," said Jace.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Just take the weapon you hold in your hand and drive it through his heart," Valentine's voice was soft. "One simple motion. Nothing you haven't done before."
    Jace met his father's stare with a level gaze. "I saw Agramon," he said. "It had your face."
    "You saw Agramon?" The Soul-Sword glittered as Valentine moved toward his son. "And you lived?"
    "I killed it."
    "You killed the Demon of Fear, but you won't kill a single vampire, not even at my order?"
    Jace stood watching Valentine without expression. "He's a vampire, that's true," he said. "But his name is Simon.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    Tess, Tess, Tessa.

    Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.

    Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.

    I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.

    And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.

    You are not the last dream of my soul.

    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.

    With hope at least,
    Will Herondale

    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of faith in his eyes, his belief in her. He had always thought she was strong. He had showed it in everything he did, in every look and every touch. Simon had faith in her too, yet when he'd held her, it had been as if she were something fragile, something made of delicate glass. But Jace had held her with all the strength he had, never wondering if she could take it--he'd known she was as strong has he was.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.
    "It means that love is the most powerful force in the world. That love can do anything.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels



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