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  • #1
    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

  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    “Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?"

    "They ate it too," Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “Sometimes, when I have to do something I don't want to do, I pretend I'm a character from a book. It's easier to know what they would do.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “Trains are great dirty smoky things," said Will. "You won't like it."
    Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?"
    "I've never swum naked in the Thames before, but I know I wouldn't like it."
    "But think how entertaining for sightseers," said Tessa, and she saw Jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #10
    Cassandra Clare
    “Tessa craned her head back to look at Will. “You know that feeling,” she said, “when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.” His blue eyes were dark with understanding — of course Will would understand — and she hurried on. “I feel now as if the same is happening, only not to characters on a page but to my own beloved friends and companions. I do not want to sit by while tragedy comes for us. I would turn it aside, only I struggle to discover how that might be done.”
    “You fear for Jem,” Will said.
    “Yes,” she said. “And I fear for you, too.”
    “No,” Will said, hoarsely. “Don’t waste that on me, Tess.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name," Will said. "You can have mine."
    Tessa stared at him, all black and white against the black-and-white snow and stone. "Your name?"
    Will took a step toward her, till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove, which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his, his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused, and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue; they were everything that Will was: true and tender, sharp and witty, loving and kind. "Marry me," he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's too late," she said.
    "Don't say that." His voice was half a whisper. "I love you, Tessa. I love you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jem is nothing but goodness. That he struck you last night only shows how capable you are of driving even saints to madness.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.”

    “There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.”

    Will tightened his grip on Jem’s hand, which felt thin as twigs in his. “Well, then,” he said, through a tight throat, “since you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will’s voice dropped. “Everyone makes mistakes, Jem.”
    “Yes,” said Jem. “You just make more of them than most people.”
    “I —”
    “You hurt everyone,” said Jem. “Everyone whose life you touch.”
    “Not you,” Will whispered. “I hurt everyone but you. I never meant to
    hurt you.”
    Jem put his hands up, pressing his palms against his eyes. “Will —”
    “You can’t never forgive me,” Will said in disbelief, hearing the
    panic tinging his own voice. “I’d be —”
    “Alone?” Jem lowered his hand, but he was smiling now, crookedly. “And
    whose fault is that?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “There are so many worse things than death. Not to be loved or not to be able to love: that is worse.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #18
    Cassandra Clare
    “This is about Tessa. I knew it was."
    Will flushed, a wash of color across the pallor of this face. "Not just her."
    "But you love her."
    Will stared at him. "Of course I do," he said finally. "I had come to think i would never love anyone, but I love her.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #19
    Cassandra Clare
    “If Jem dies, I cannot be with Tessa,” said Will. “Because it will be as if I were waiting for him to die, or took some joy in his death, if it let me have her. And I will not be that person. I will not profit from his death. So he must live.” He lowered his arm, his sleeve bloody. “It is the only way any of this can ever mean anything. Otherwise it is only —”

    “Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away,” Magnus said.

    “I want more than that,” said Will. “You made me want more than that. You showed me I was only ever cursed because I had chosen to believe myself so. You told me there was possibility, meaning. And now you would turn your back on what you created.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #20
    Cassandra Clare
    “He bent to put his cheek against hers. His breath against her ear made her shudder with each deliberately spoken word. "I have wanted to do this," he said, "every moment of every hour of every day that I have been with you since the day I met you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -"
    She put her hand against his chest, just over his heart, and felt its beat against her palm, a unique time signature that was all its own. "I only wish you would not speak of dying," she said. "But even for that, yes, I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “I told you before, Jem, that you would not leave me," Will said, his bloody hand on the hilt of the dagger. " And you are still with me. When I breath, I will think of you, for without you I would have been dead years ago. When I wake up and when I sleep, when I lift up my hands to defend myself or when I lie down to die, you will be with me. You say we are born again. I say there is a river that divides the dead and the living. What I do know is that if we are born again, I will meet you in another life, if there is a river, you will wait on the shores for me to come to you, so we can cross together." Will took a deep breath and let go of the knife. He drew his hand back. The cut on his palm was already healing- the result of the half dozen iratzes on his skin. " You hear that, James Carstairs? We are bound, you and I, over the divide of death, down through whatever generations may come. Forever."
    He rose to his feet and looked down at the knife. The knife was Jem's, the blood was his. This spot of ground, whether he could ever find it again, whether he lived to try, would be theirs.
    He turned around to walk to Balios, towards Wales and Tessa. He did not look back.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jem--Jem is all the better part of myself. I would not expect you to understand. I owe him this."

    "Then what am I?" Cecily asked.

    Will exhaled, too exasperated to check himself. "You are my weakness."

    "And Tessa is your heart," she said, not angrily, but thoughtfully. "Not a fool, as I told you," she added at his startled expression. I know that you love her.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Tessa exploded "I am not asking you to maul me in the Whispering Gallery! By the Angel, Will, would you stop being so polite?!"
    He looked at her in amazement. "But wouldn't you rather-"
    "I would not rather. I don't want you to be polite! I want you to be Will! I don't want you to indicate points of architectural interest to me as if you were a Baedecker guide! I want you to say dreadfully mad, funny things, and make up songs and be-" The Will I fell in love with, she almost said. "And be Will," she finished instead. "Or I shall strike you with my umbrella."
    "I am trying to court you," Will said in exasperation. "Court you properly. That's what all this has been about. You know that, don't you?"
    "Mr. Rochester never courted Jane Eyre," Tessa pointed out.
    "No, he dressed up as a woman and terrified the poor girl out of her wits. Is that what you want?"
    "You would make a very ugly woman."
    "I would not. I would be stunning."
    Tessa laughed. "There," she said. "There is Will. Isn't that better? Don't you think so?"
    "I don't know," Will said, eyeing her. I'm afraid to answer that. I've heard that when I speak, it makes American women wish to strike me with umbrellas."
    Tessa laughed again, and then they were both laughing, their smothered giggles bouncing off the walls of the Whispering Gallery. After that, things were decidedly easier between them, and Will's smile when he helped her down from the carriage on their return home, was bright and real.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #26
    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



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