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  • #1
    Cassandra Clare
    “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.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #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
    “Must you go? I was rather hoping you'd stay and be a ministering angel, but if you must go, you must."

    "I'll stay," Will said a bit crossly, and threw himself down in the armchair Tessa had just vacated. "I can minister angelically."

    "None too convincingly. And you're not as pretty to look at as Tessa is," Jem said, closing his eyes as he leaned back against the pillow.

    "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.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “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.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “That was enterprising," Will sounded nearly impressed.
    Nate smiled. Tess shot him a furious look. "Don't look pleased with yourself. When Will says 'enterprising' he means 'morally deficient.'"
    "No, I mean enterprising," said Will. "When I mean morally deficient, I say, 'Now, that's something I would have done'.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “Well, she's not responding to my advances," he observed more brightly than he felt, "so she must be dead."
    "Or she's a woman of good taste and sense.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “Let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “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.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #10
    Cassandra Clare
    “My name is Herondale," the boy said cheerfully. "William Herondale, but everyone calls me Will. Is this really your room? Not very nice, is it?" He wandered toward the window, pausing to examine the stacks of books on her bedside table, and then the bed itself. He waved a hand at the ropes. "Do you often sleep tied to the bed?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “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.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “Tessa poked at her left incisor with her tongue. It was flat again, an ordinary tooth. "I don't understand what makes them come out like that!"
    "Hunger," said Jem. "Were you think about blood?"
    "No."
    "Were you thinking about eating me?" Will inquired.
    "No!"
    "No one would blame you," said Jem. "He's very annoying.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    “You never laugh," she said. "You behave as if everything is funny to you, but you never laugh. Sometimes you smile when you think no one is paying attention."
    For a moment he was silent. Then, "You," he said, half reluctantly. "You make me laugh. From the moment you hit me with that bottle."
    "It was a jug," she said automatically.
    His lips quirked up at the corners. "Not to mention the way you always correct me. With that funny look on your face when you do it. And the way you shouted at Gabriel Lightwood. And even the way you talked back to de Quincey. You make me..." He broke off, looking at her, and she wondered if she looked the way she felt - stunned and breathless.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “No one expects Will Herondale to live past nineteen, and no one will be sorry to see him go, either -"
    That was too much for Tessa. Without thinking about it she burst out indignantly, "What a thing to say!"
    Gabriel, interrupted midrant, looked as shocked as if one of the tapestries had suddenly started talking. "Pardon me?"
    "You heard me. Telling someone you wouldn't be sorry if they died! It's inexcusable!" She took hold of Will by the sleeve. "Come along, Will. This - this person - obviously isn't worth wasting your time on."
    Will looked hugely entertained. "So true."
    ... Tessa frowned at Gabriel. "I think you owe Will an apology."
    "I," said Gabriel, "would rather have my entrails yanked out and tied in a knot in front of my own eyes than apologize to such a worm."
    "Goodness," said Jem mildly. "You can't mean that. Not the Will being a worm part, of course. The bit about the entrails. That sounds dreadful.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “I have mastered many things in my life. Navigating the streets of London, speaking French without an accent, dancing the quadrille, the Japanese art of flower arranging, lying at charades, concealing a highly intoxicated state, delighting young women with my charms..."

    Tessa stared.

    "Alas," he went on, "no one has ever actually referred to me as 'the master,' or 'the magister,' either. More's the pity...”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's Will," she said. "He's being absolutely ridiculous in the dining room."
    Charlotte looked puzzled. "How is this different from him being totally ridiculous in the library or the weapons room or any of the other places he's usually ridiculous?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “Do you normally turn up in gentlemen's bedrooms in the middle of the night? If I'd known that, I would have campaigned harder to make sure Charlotte let you stay.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #18
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's Will who ought to be sorry." Jem's eyes darkened. "We shall throw him out onto the streets," he proclaimed. "I promise you he'll be gone by morning."
    Tessa started and sat upright. "Oh - no, you can't mean that -"
    He grinned. "Of course I don't. But you felt better for a moment there, didn't you?"
    "It was like a beautiful dream," Tessa said gravely.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #19
    Cassandra Clare
    “While the Clave disapproves of trespassers, oddly they take an even darker view of beheading and skinning people. They're peculiar that way.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #20
    Cassandra Clare
    “In that case" Tessa said, feeling hot blood rise to her face,"I think I would prefer it if you called me by my Christian name, as you do with Miss Lovelace.
    Will look at her, slow and hard, then smiled. His blue eyes lit when he smiled. "Then you must do the same for me," he said. "Tessa."
    She had never thought about her name much before, but when he said it, it was as if she were hearing if for the first time-the hard T, the caress of the double S, the way it seemed to end on a breath. Her own breath was very short when he said, softly, "Will."
    "Yes?" Amusement glittered his eyes.
    With a sort of horror Tessa realized that she had simply said his name for the sake of saying it; she hadn't actually had a question.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will: Have you ever seen what happens to someone with demon pox? First it lies dormant. One begins to turn yellow and green. Then the swelling sets in -
    Jem: THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS DEMON POX.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “Charlotte, darling," Henry said to his wife, who was staring at him in gape-mouthed horror. Jessamine, beside her, was wide eyed. "Sorry I'm late. You know, I think I might nearly have the Sensor working-"

    Will interrupted. "Henry," he said, "You're on fire. You do know that don't you?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will pointed a finger accusingly in their direction. "You're ganging up on me. Is this how it's going to be from now on? I'll be the odd man out? Dear God, I'll have to befriend Jessamine."

    "Jessamine can't stand you," Jem pointed out.

    "Henry, then."

    "Henry will set you on fire.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “It was Will who broke the silence. "Very well. You have me alone in the corridor-"
    "Yes, yes," said Tessa impatiently, "and thousands of women all over England would pay handsomely for the privilege of such an opportunity. Can we put aside the display of your wit for a moment? This is important."
    "You want me to apologize, don't you?" Will said. "For what happened in the attic?"
    Tessa, caught off guard, blinked. "The attic?"
    "You want me to say I'm sorry that I kissed you."
    She felt herself flush and hoped furiously that it wouldn't be visible in the darkness. "What-no. No!"
    "So you don't want me to be sorry," Will said.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will looked up in apparent relief when Charlotte and Tessa came in. "Will," Charlotte said, "You remember Miss Gray?"
    "My recollection of her," said Will, "is most vivid indeed.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “So you're not going to speak tonight," Tessa said. "At all."
    "Not unless you instruct me to," said Will.
    "This evening sounds as if it might be better than I thought.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will moved to object, but it was too late; Henry had already pressed the button. There was a blinding flare of light and a whooshing sound, and the room was plunged into blackness. Tessa gave a yelp of surprise, and Jem laughed softly.
    "Am I blind?" Will's voice floated out of the darkness, tinged with annoyance. "I'm not going to be at all pleased if you've blinded me, Henry.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “We don't know for certain that she's a warlock, Jessie," said Will.
    Jessamine ignored him. "Is it dreadful, being so evil? Are you worried you'll go to hell?" She leaned closer to Tessa. "What do you think the Devil's like?"
    Tessa set her fork down. "Would you like to meet him? I could summon him up in a trice if you like. Being a warlock, and all.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “I don't understand."
    "How can you not understand?" He pointed at her books. "You read novels. Obviously, I'm here to rescue you. Don't I look like Sir Galahad? ... My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure - "
    Something echoed, far away inside the house - the sound of a door slamming.
    Will said a word Sir Galahad would never have said, and sprang away from the window.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel


  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “He remembered Tessa telling him that Hell was cold, and he fought back the odd urge to smile at the memory. They'd been running for their lives, she ought to have been terrified, and there she had been, telling him about the Inferno in precise American tones.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel




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