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“Clary held her hands up. 'I do get it. I know you don’t like me, Isabelle. Because I’m a mundane to you.' 'You think that’s why—' Isabelle broke off, her eyes bright; not just with anger, Clary saw with surprise, but with tears. “God, you don’t understand anything, do you? You’ve known Jace what, a month? I’ve known him for seven years. And all the time I’ve known him, I’ve never seen him fall in love, never seen him even like anyone. He’d hook up with girls, sure. Girls always fell in love with him, but he never cared. I think that’s why Alec thought—” Isabelle stopped for a moment, holding herself very still. She’s trying not to cry, Clary thought in wonder—Isabelle, who seemed like she never cried. “It always worried me, and my mom, too—I mean, what kind of teenage boy never even gets a crush on anyone? It was like he was always half-awake where other people were concerned. I thought maybe what had happened with his father had done some sort of permanent damage to him, like maybe he never really could love anyone. If I’d only known what had really happened with his father—but then I probably would have thought the same thing, wouldn’t I? I mean, who wouldn’t have been damaged by that?' 'And then we met you, and it was like he woke up. You couldn’t see it, because you’d never known him any different. But I saw it. Hodge saw it. Alec saw it—why do you think he hated you so much? It was like that from the second we met you. You thought it was amazing that you could see us, and it was, but what was amazing to me was that Jace could see you, too. He kept talking about you all the way back to the Institute; he made Hodge send him out to get you; and once he brought you back, he didn’t want you to leave again. Wherever you were in the room, he watched you…. He was even jealous of Simon. I’m not sure he realized it himself, but he was. I could tell. Jealous of a mundane. And then after what happened to Simon at the party, he was willing to go with you to the Dumort, to break Clave Law, just to save a mundane he didn’t even like. He did it for you. Because if anything had happened to Simon, you would have been hurt. You were the first person outside our family whose happiness I’d ever seen him take into consideration. Because he loved you.' Clary made a noise in the back of her throat. 'But that was before—' 'Before he found out you were his sister. I know. And I don’t blame you for that. You couldn’t have known. And I guess you couldn’t have helped that you just went right on ahead and dated Simon afterward like you didn’t even care. I thought once Jace knew you were his sister, he’d give up and get over it, but he didn’t, and he couldn’t. I don’t know what Valentine did to him when he was a child. I don’t know if that’s why he is the way he is, or if it’s just the way he’s made, but he won’t get over you, Clary. He can’t. I started to hate seeing you. I hated for Jace to see you. It’s like an injury you get from demon poison—you have to leave it alone and let it heal. Every time you rip the bandages off, you just open the wound up again. Every time he sees you, it’s like tearing off the bandages.' 'I know,' Clary whispered. “How do you think it is for me?” 'I don’t know. I can’t tell what you’re feeling. You’re not my sister. I don’t hate you, Clary. I even like you. If it were possible, there isn’t anyone I’d rather Jace be with. But I hope you can understand when I say that if by some miracle we all get through this, I hope my family moves itself somewhere so far away that we never see you again.”

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Book:City of Glass
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“If you made the baby for yourself and Alec, you can tell me,” said Robert. “I’m a very broad-minded man. Or—I’m trying to be. I’d like to be. I would understand.” “If I made . . . the . . . baby . . . ?” Magnus repeated. He was not certain where to start. He had imagined Robert Lightwood knew how babies were made. “Magically,” Robert whispered. “I am going to pretend you never said that to me,” said Magnus. “I am going to pretend we never had this conversation.”

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Book:Born to Endless Night
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“As if she could hear his thoughts, she glanced over and quirked her mouth up at him. "What are you looking at?" "You," he said. "Did you know, you grow more beautiful every day?" "Well that's odd," said Tessa, resting her chin thoughtfully on the spine of her book, "because as a warlock I do not age, and so I should look the same day to day, neither improving nor worsening. " "And yet," said Will, "you continue to accrue radiance.”

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Book:Chain of Iron
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“The Herondales had continued the tradition of a ball in late December; in fact, James knew that it was at one of the Institute Christmas parties that his parents had become engaged to be married. “It is odd,” Tessa said. “But the invitations were all sent out at the beginning of the month, before any of the troubles we’ve been having. We thought perhaps guests would cancel, but they haven’t.” “It’s important to the Enclave,” Will said. “And the Angel knows, it’s not a bad thing to keep up morale.” Lucie moved her doubtful look to her father. “Yes, a completely selfless act, holding the party you love more than all other parties.” “My dear daughter, I am offended by your insinuation,” Will said. “Everyone will be looking to the Institute to set the tone and demonstrate that as the chosen warriors of the Angel, the Shadowhunters will carry on, a united front against the forces of Hell. ‘Half a league, half a league, half a league’—” “Will!” Tessa said reproachfully. “What have I said?” Will looked chastened. “No ‘Charge of the Light Brigade’ at the table.” Tessa patted his wrist. “That’s right.”

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Book:Chain of Thorns
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“I desire you and love you, Cristina, and so does Mark. Stay with us.” Cristina couldn’t move. She thought again of the first time she’d seen Mark and Kieran together. The desire she’d felt. She’d thought at the time she wanted something like what they had: that she wanted that passion for herself and some unnamed boy whose face she didn’t know. But it had been a long time since any face in her dreams had not been either Mark’s or Kieran’s. Since she had imagined any eyes looking into hers that were both the same color. She had not wanted some vague approximation of what they had: She had wanted them. She looked at Mark, who seemed pinned between hope and terror. “Kieran,” he said. His voice shook. “How can you ask her that? She’s not a faerie, she’ll never talk to us again—” “But you will leave me,” she said, hearing her own voice as if it were a stranger’s. “You love each other and belong together. You will leave me and go back to Faerie.” They looked at her with expressions of identical shock. “We will never leave you,” said Mark. “We will stay as close to you as the tide to the shore,” said Kieran. “Neither of us wishes for anything else.” He reached out a hand. “Please believe us, Lady of Roses.”

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Book:Queen of Air and Darkness
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“the encouraging look he’d worn for Dru and Tavvy was gone, and he looked hollow and sad. He headed toward the Institute doors. The false faces we wear for the ones we love, Diana thought. Julian would bleed out for these children and never ask for a bandage in fear that the question would upset them.”

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Book:Queen of Air and Darkness
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“London was one of the few Institutes that hadn't emptied yet. Apparently Sebastian and his forces tried to attack. They were rebuffed by some kind of protection spell, something even the Council didn't know about. Something that warned the Shadowhunters what was coming and led them to safety.' 'A ghost,' Magnus said. A smile hovered around his mouth. 'A spirit, sworn to protect the place. She's been there for a hundred and thirty years.' 'She?' Jocelyn said, leaning back against a dusty wall. 'A ghost? Really? What was her name?' 'You would recognize her last name, if I told it to you, but she wouldn't like that.' Magnus's gaze was faraway. 'I hope this means she's found peace.”

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Book:City of Heavenly Fire
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“You're the shape-changer aren't you?" he said. "Magnus Bane told me about you. No mark on you at all, they say." Tessa swallowed and looked him straight in the eye. They were discordantly human eyes, ordinary in his extraordinary face. "No. No mark." He grinned around his fork. "I do suppose they've looked everywhere?" "I'm sure Will's tryed," said Jessamine in a bored tone. Tessa's silverware clattered to the plate. Jessamine, who had been mashing her peas to the side of the plate with her knife, looked out when Charlotte let out an aghast, "Jessamine!”

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Book:Clockwork Prince
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“So, Jessamine,” said Lucie. “Can ghosts lie?” “Certainly not!” Jessamine looked shifty. “Ghosts are completely honest. I keep telling you, it was mice who knocked your silver mirror behind the desk and broke it.” “It appears clear that if ghosts are liars, they are terrible liars,” said James. Matthew sighed. “It is very strange to see you conversing with the invisible.” “Humph,” said Jessamine. She wobbled a bit and firmed up, her outlines clearing as she drifted down toward the floor. Shadowhunters, having the Sight, could generally see ghosts who wanted to be seen, but Lucie knew it was an effort for Jessamine to make herself visible to all eyes. “Oh!” said Cordelia. “It’s very nice to meet you, Jessamine. Lucie speaks of you often.” Jessamine beamed. “You are a very attractive ghost,” said Matthew, tapping his ringed fingers against his chest. “I do hope Lucie and James have mentioned as much.” “They have not,” Jessamine noted. “Very remiss,” said Matthew, his eyes sparkling. “You are not at all like Henry,” said Jessamine, eyeing Matthew speculatively. “He was forever setting things on fire, and not a compliment to be heard.” “Jessamine,” Lucie said. “This is important! Do tell us, can ghosts lie? Not you, of course, my dear.” “Ghosts can lie,” Jessamine conceded.”

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Book:Chain of Gold
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“I enjoy being shown things. Is there anything you require, like a spirit lamp, or--" "It's not a seance, Henry," ... "You don't need to this if you don't want to, Miss Gray." "Actually, I do require something." She turned to Jessamine. "Something of yours, please. A ring, or a handkerchief--" Jessamine wrinkled her nose. "Dear me, it sounds to me rather as if your special powers is pickpocketing”

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Book:Clockwork Angel
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“Some ghosts stay among the living because unfinished business holds them here. Some stay to protect those they love. And some stay because of hatred, malice, bitterness.’ She ruffled Lucie's hair; it felt like being brushed by a breeze. ‘You must learn to ignore that kind of ghost. Turn away from them. They feed off your fear. Without your fear they can do nothing to you.’ - - - The lesson stayed with Lucie for a long time. She never blamed Jessamine for not knowing there was a fourth kind of spirit. Even if Jessamine had known, she could not have prepared Lucie for the fact that meeting him would change her life forever.”

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Book:Lucie and Ghosts
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“In diesem Kleid würden Sie einfach hinreißend aussehen und sicherlich bald eine vorteilhafte Wiedervermählung in Erwägung ziehen können." Die Schneiderin zwinkerte ihr verschwörerisch zu. "Wissen Sie, wie wir dieses Modell nennen? Die Honigfalle." Jessamine kicherte, die Damenschneiderin lächelte wissend und Tessa überlegte kurz, ob sie auf die Straße hinauslaufen und ihrem Leben ein Ende setzen sollte, indem sie sich vor eine heranrasende Kutsche warf.”

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Book:Clockwork Angel
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“Es geht um Will. Er legt im Speiseraum ein absolut lächerliches Verhalten an den Tag." "Und wie unterscheidet sich das von dem absolut lächerlichen Verhalten, das er in der Bibliothek oder in der Waffenkammer oder in einem der anderen Räume an den Tag legt?" "Der Unterschied besteht darin, dass wir im Zimmer ESSEN müssen.”

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Book:Clockwork Angel
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“Also lass mich raten, Jessie: Du bist im Park einer bedauernswerten Dame begegnet, die unglücklicherweise ein Kleid trug, dessen Farbe sich mit dem Ton deiner Robe nicht vertrug. Und deshalb hast du ihr mit deinem ingeniösen kleinen Sonnenschirm die Kehle aufgeschlitzt, nicht wahr?" Jessamine funkelte ihn an. "Du bist einfach lächerlich", stieß sie wütend hervor. "Ich meine, ich trage ein blaues Kleid. Und Blau verträgt sich mit ALLEM - was du eigentlich wissen solltest. Schließlich bist du bei deiner eigenen Kleidung die Eitelkeit in Person." "Blau verträgt sich keineswegs mit allem", beschied Will ihr. "Zu Rot passt es beispielsweise überhaupt nicht." "Ich besitze eine rot-blau gestreifte Weste", warf Henry ein. "Also wenn DAS nicht ausreicht als Beweis dafür, dass man diese beiden Farben niemals miteinander kombinieren sollte, dann weiß ich es wirklich nicht.”

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Book:Clockwork Angel
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“cuando respire, pensaré en ti, porque sin ti hace años que estaría muerto. Cuando me despierte y cuando duerma , cuando alce las manos para defenderme o cuando yazca para morir, tú estarás conmigo. Dices que nacemos una y otra vez. Yo digo que es un río lo que separa a los muertos de los vivos. Lo que sé es que si nacemos de nuevo, te encontraré en esa otra vida, y que si hay un río, me esperaras en la orilla a que llegue a ti, para que podamos cruzarlo juntos.”

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Book:Clockwork Princess
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