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

by Cassandra Clare

“How could I not?” he said. “When I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mind’s eye always with a book in your hand.”

and dramatic in that way that only seventeen-year-olds could be.

“For what it’s worth, I don’t think Will could fight in that dress either.” “Perhaps not,” said Will, who had ears like a bat’s. “But I would make a radiant bride.”

I was an ordinary child, and then I was a not very good man, and now I do not know how to be either of those things any longer.

“Surely you must have been able to see the respect and esteem I had for you. The admiration.”

And I am—I am catastrophically in love with you.”

OH. MY. GOD. (I'm not crying you're crying)

Every meeting led to a parting, and so it would, as long as life was mortal. In every meeting there was some of the sorrow of parting, but in every parting there was some of the joy of meeting as well.