Whither thou goest, I will go; Where thou diest, will I die And there will I be buried: The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.— Cassandra Clare
Lust Clockwork Angel quotations
If I got rid of my demons, I'd lose my angels.
Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.
One must always be careful of books," said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.
If you have been brutally broken but still have the courage to be gentle to other living beings, than you're a badass with a heart of an angel.
So you're a Shadowhunter,' Nate said.
'De Quincey told me that you lot were monsters.' 'Was that before or after he tried to eat you?' Will inquired.
Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.
For that was love, wasnt it--to burn bright in someone else's eyes?
Friends are angels who lift our feet when our own wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
Are you implying that shreds of my reputation remain intact?" Will demanded with mock horror. "Clearly I have been doing something wrong. Or not something wrong, as the case may be." He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
Your angel cannot protect you against that which neither god nor the devil had made
Will: "Nice place to live, isn't it? Let's hope they left something behind other than filth. Forwarding addresses, a few severed limbs, a prostitute or two ..." Jem: "Indeed. Perhaps, if we're fortunate, we can still catch syphilis." "Or demon pox," Will suggested cheerfully, trying the door under the stairs.
Even the devil was once an angel
There was a time I thought I was a ferret.
Come with uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones...you are invited!
Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.- William Herondale
Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for in doing so some have entertained angels without knowing.
The right man won't care
Dear me. Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.
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.
True friends are like angels. They are precious and rare. False friends are like leaves, found everywhere.
There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.
One must always be careful of books.
He banged on the side of the carriage.
"Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
Angeles fly because they take themselves lightly.
I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness.” - Jem Carstairs
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.
Jessamine recoiled from the paper as if it were a snake.
"A lady does not read the newspaper. The society pages, perhaps, or the theater news. Not this filth." "But you are not a lady, Jessamine---," Charlotte began. "Dear me," said Will. "Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.
Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?
By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles," noted Will.
"Has no one respect for the classics these days?
How rude. Many who have gazed upon me have compared the experience to gazing at the radiance of the sun." Jem still had his eyes closed. "If they mean it gives you a headache, they aren't wrong.
Inanimate objects are harmless indeed, Mr.
Mortmain. But one cannot always say the same of the men who use them.
You know," Gabriel said, "there was a time I thought we could be friends, Will.
" "There was a time I thought I was a ferret," Will said, "but that turned out to be the opium haze. Did you know it had that effect? Because I didn't.
I know you feel inhuman, and as if you are set apart, away from life and love, but... I promise you, the right man won't care.
When you find a man you wish to marry, Tessa, remember this: You will know what kind of man he is not by the things he says, but by the things he does.
A little girl robbed you?" Tessa said.
"Actually, she wasn’t a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress with a penchant for violence, who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel." "Easy mistake to make," Jem said.
Will rolled up his sleeves. "We'll probably have to knock down the door--" "Or," said Jem, reaching out and giving the knob a twist, "not." The door swung open onto a rectangle of darkness. "Now, that's simply laziness," said Will.
Goodness," Tessa said to the back of his head.
"If you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions.
I have lost everything. Lost everything. Everything. - William Herondale
Blue does not go with everything," Will told her.
"It does not go with red, for instance." "I have a red and blue striped waistcoat," Henry interjected, reaching for the peas. "And if that isn't proof that those two colors should never be seen together under Heaven, I don't know what is.
She had fallen asleep with her head on his arm, the clockwork angel, still around her throat, resting against his shoulder just to the left of his collarbone. As she moved away, the clockwork angel slipped free and she saw to her surprise that where it had lain against his skin it had left a mark behind, no bigger than a shilling, in the shape of a pale white star.
Will bounded up onto one of the ladders and yanked a book off the shelf.
"I'll find you something else to read. Catch." He had let it fall without looking and Tessa had to dart forward to seize it before it hit the floor. - Clockwork Angel