The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess

by Cassandra Clare

And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of

ashes that I am, into fire. . . .

I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow to reap: I am weary of days and hours, Blown buds of barren

flowers, Desires and dreams and powers And everything but sleep.

When two people are at one in their inmost hearts, they shatter even the strength of iron or bronze.”