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(39%)
"“In cuore gli si gonfiava un'insolita tenerezza, mentre l'aiutava a spettinarsi. Proprio le sue grosse mani che aiutavano una Trao, e si sentivano divenir leggere leggere fra quei capelli fini!”
Il fatto che l’unico esito del loro rapporto sia l’incomunicabilità…
Mi dispiace troppo perché sono entrambi due cuccioli e non hanno colpa😭" — Jan 13, 2026 11:29PM
"“In cuore gli si gonfiava un'insolita tenerezza, mentre l'aiutava a spettinarsi. Proprio le sue grosse mani che aiutavano una Trao, e si sentivano divenir leggere leggere fra quei capelli fini!”
Il fatto che l’unico esito del loro rapporto sia l’incomunicabilità…
Mi dispiace troppo perché sono entrambi due cuccioli e non hanno colpa😭" — Jan 13, 2026 11:29PM
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(95%)
"“Fe’ la mattina la donzella altiera
Marfisa inanzi a Carlo comparire
dicendo ch’al fratel suo Ruggier era
fatto gran torto, e nol volea patire,
che gli fosse levata la mogliera,
né pure una parola gliene dire:
e contra chi si vuol di provar toglie,
che Bradamante di Ruggiero è moglie”
MARFISA MIA REGINA FAI QUALCOSA TU CHE QUESTI DUE NON SI SPOSANO PIÙ ALTRIMENTI" — Jan 10, 2026 07:47AM
"“Fe’ la mattina la donzella altiera
Marfisa inanzi a Carlo comparire
dicendo ch’al fratel suo Ruggier era
fatto gran torto, e nol volea patire,
che gli fosse levata la mogliera,
né pure una parola gliene dire:
e contra chi si vuol di provar toglie,
che Bradamante di Ruggiero è moglie”
MARFISA MIA REGINA FAI QUALCOSA TU CHE QUESTI DUE NON SI SPOSANO PIÙ ALTRIMENTI" — Jan 10, 2026 07:47AM
“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”
― Clockwork Prince
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”
― Clockwork Prince
“They’re not hideous,” said Tessa.
Will blinked at her. “What?”
“Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.”
“I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.”
Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?”
“Mauve,” said Will.”
― Clockwork Prince
Will blinked at her. “What?”
“Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.”
“I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.”
Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?”
“Mauve,” said Will.”
― Clockwork Prince
“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.”
― Clockwork Princess
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.”
― Clockwork Princess
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