Cassandra Clare: Frasi in inglese (pagina 58)

“I don’t want the world. I want you,” Alec said, and Magnus closed his eyes, as if the words almost hurt.”

“Hello?" Isabelle called from the other side. "Simon, is your diva moment over? I need to talk to Jace.”

“Wallowing was for elephants, depressing people and depressing elephants”

“Great,” Simon said. “Maybe I’ll even make it back before my mother notices I’m gone. What’s the time difference between here and Manhattan?”
“You have a mother?” Aline looked amazed.”

“I don't suppose it would help if I told you that is the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.”

“Oh, I can never get enough," he said. "Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when-"
The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of the shirt, and hauled him inside.”

“Like what you see?”

“Parabatai" said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together - who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than justmy best friend.”

“Demonic activity levels? Do they have a device that measures whether the demons inside the house are doing power yoga?”

“By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles," noted Will. "Has no one respect for the classics these days?”

“Do you think she’ll catch him before he gets to the hall?”
“My mom’s spent her whole life chasing me around,” Clary said. “She moves fast.”

“Jace is in love with the idea of dying,” said Isabelle.”

“Mundanes who involve themselves in things they know nothing about are likely to meet unpleasant endings.”

“I brought you some coffee.” he held out the cup but she waved it away.
“I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.”
At that he smiled. “How would you know what feet taste like?”
“I just know.”
-Luke and Clary, pg.209-”

“Gibberish?" Jem suggested
"Pornographic?" said Will at the same time.
"Could be both," said Will. "Haven't you ever heard of pornographic gibberish before?”

“[Jem] looked from Will to Tessa and raised his silvery eyebrows. "A miracle," he said. "You got him to speak."
"Just to shout at me, really," said Tessa. "Not quite loaves and fishes.”

“One for sorrow, two for mirth, three for a wedding, four for a birth, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret that's never been told.
~ Simon”

“Obviously you would call them Malec,” said Beatriz. “Are you stupid, Simon?”

“Something snapped inside Maryse. “He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He’s my son.”