Clockwork Angel (The Infernal Devices #1)

by Cassandra Clare

Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade —William Ernest Henley, “Invictus”

Love, hope, fear, faith—these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character —Robert Browning, Paracelsus

“One must always be careful of books,” said Tessa, “and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.”

“Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry,”

“Pulvis et umbra sumus. It’s a line from Horace. ‘We are dust and shadows.’ Appropriate, don’t you think?”

She had never thought about her name much before, but when he said it, it was as if she were hearing it for the first time—

“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.” Jem choked on his tea.

“An army born neither of Heaven nor Hell,” said