Quotes From "Clockwork Angel" By Cassandra Clare

Pulvis et umbra sumus. It's a line from Horace. 'We are dust and shadows'. Appropriate, don't you think?" Will said. "It's not a long life, killing demons; one tends to die young, and then they burn your body - dust to dust, in the literal sense. And then we vanish into the shadows of history, nary a mark on the page of a mundane book to remind the world that once we existed at all. 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

Henry turned as if to dart out of the room, then swung around and stared at them, a look of confusion passing over his freckled face, as if he had only now had cause to wonder why Will, Tessa, and Jem might be crouching together in a mostly disused storage room. "What are you three doing in here, anyway?" Will tilted his head to the side and smiled at Henry. "Charades, " he said. "Massive game. Cassandra Clare

Charlotte, darling, Henry said to his wife, who was staring at im in gape-mouthed horror. Jassamine, beside her, was wided eyed. Sorry im late. You know, i think i might nearly have the sensor working- Will interrupted. Henry, he said, your on fire. You do know that, don't you? Oh, yes, Henry said eagerly. The flames were now nearly to his shoulder. I've been working like a man possessed all day. Charlotte, did you hear what i said about the sensor? Charlotte dropped her hand from her mouth. Henry! She shrieked. Your arm! Henry glanced down at his arm, and his mouth dropped open. Bloody hell! . Cassandra Clare

I like ducks." Jem observed diplomatically. "Esspecially the ones in Hyde Park." He glanced side ways at Will; both boys were sitting at the edge of a high table, thier legs dangling over the side. "Remember when you tried to convince me to feed pultry pie the the mallards in the park to see if you couls breed a race of cannibal ducks?"" They ate it too, " Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck. Cassandra Clare

I adore Wilkie Collins, ” Tessa cried. “Oh–Armadale! And The Woman in White …Are you laughing at me?”“ Not at you, ” said Will, grinning, “more because of you. I’ve never seen anyone get soexcited over books before. You’d think they were diamonds.”“ Well, they are, aren’t they? Isn’t there anything you love like that? And don’t say ‘spats’ or ‘lawn tennis’ or something silly.”“ Good Lord, ” he said with mock horror, “it’s like she knows me already. . Cassandra Clare

Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires?" Will touched the dried blood on his wrists, and smiled. "They don't expect it."" Of course they don't. They know what happens when one of us consumes vampire blood. They probablyexpect you to have more sense."" That expectation never seems to serve them very well, does it? Cassandra Clare

The best lies are based on thetruth, at least in part Cassandra Clare

She was completely alone in the world. There was no one at all for her. No one in the world who cared whether she lived or died. Sometimes the horror of that thought threatened to overwhelm her and plunge her down into a bottomless darkness from which there would be no return. If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all? Cassandra Clare

Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry. Cassandra Clare

Will grinned. “Some of these books are dangerous, ” he said. “It’s wise to be careful.”“ One must always be careful of books, ” said Tessa, “and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.”“ I’m not sure a book has ever changed me, ” said Will. “Well, there is one volume that promises to teach one how to turn oneself into an entire flock of sheep–”“ Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry, ” said Tessa. Cassandra Clare

I believe in good and evil, " said Jem. "And I believe the soul is eternal. But I don't believe in the fiery pit, the pitchforks, or endless torment. I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness." Tessa looked at will. "What about you? What do you believe?" Pulvis et umbra sumus, " said Will, not looking at her as he spoke. "I believe we are dust and shadows. What else is there? Cassandra Clare

Being a vampire is not a curse. It’s a disease, ” Tessa filled in. “But they still can’t enter hallowed ground, then? Does that mean they’re damned?” “That depends on what you believe, ” said Jem. “And whether you believe in damnation at all.” “ But you hunt demons. You must believe in damnation! ” “ I believe in good and evil, ” said Jem. “And I believe the soul is eternal. I don’t believe in the fiery pit, the pitchforks, or the endless torment. I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness. Cassandra Clare

Jem gave her a wistful look. “Must you go? I was rather hoping that 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 it to gazing at the radiance of the sun.” Jem still had his eyes closed. “If they mean that it gives you a headache, they aren’t wrong. Cassandra Clare

One must always be careful of books, ' said Tessa, 'and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.' 'I'm not sure a book has ever changed me, ' Will finished. 'Well, there is one volume that promises to teach one how to turn into an entire flock of sheep-' 'Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry, ' said Tessa, determined not to let him run wildly off with the course. 'Of course, why one would want to be and fire flock of sheep is another matter entirely, ' Will finished. Cassandra Clare