Cassandra Clare: Frasi in inglese (pagina 65)

“Sometimes you must lose everything to gain it again, and the regaining is the sweeter for the pain of loss.”

“Who do we belong with but each other?”

“(…): Oh, David, I would trust you with my life! Oh, Jonathan, I would sacrifice my own life for your holy mission! (He almost does): (weeping) David, you must return to me! I need you! I cannot do this thing without you!: Lo, I return!”

“The choices we make, make us.”

“Dios," he said, addressing himself to Jace. "What happened to you, brother? You look as if a pack of wolves tried to tear you apart."
"That's either a shockingly good guess," said Jace, "or you heard about what happened.”

“I can tell you that the end of life is the some of the love that was lived in it.”

“Why is it, little Shadowhunter, that your angels are so cold and without mercy? Why do they break that which will not obey them?”

“Alec would have said he could have benefited from a bit more in the way of constructive cowardice.”

“To make a true choice, we must have true knowledge.”

“She gritted her teeth. She was here with Sebastian, on her way to see a powerful warlock, and mentally she was maundering on about the way Jace smelled.”

“Julian spoke through his teeth. "Malcolm, this is not a love story."
"Every story is a love story.”

“I don't care what you do. As long as you know you belong to me.”

“A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude.
-Clary, pg.243”

“I know you worry about me needing you, but I shouldn't be with you because I need you. I should be with you because I love 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.”

“Being remembered, and remembered so kindly, touched him more than he would have thought possible.”

“We find in our children our own selves again, who might be made better than we are.”

“I can offer you my life, though it is a short life. I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope the rest of my life-whatever its length-happy, by spending it with you.-Jem.”

“Right. Vampires. But how do they get inside?"
"They fly"…
"We dont fly," Clary felt impelled to point out.
"No," Jace agreed. "We dont fly. We break and enter."…
"Flying sounds like more fun."
-Clary & Jace, pg.258-”