43 Quotes About Tessa Gray

She was a writer, a stripper, a sex worker, and a revolutionary. Tessa-Gray’s life was a fascinating journey that spanned seven decades. Her work as a writer, activist, and sex worker led her to fight for her rights as a woman. She is now considered one of the founders of the feminist movement in the United States Read more

Her writing and activism helped women build strength and confidence, but she always felt like she had to prove herself as an individual. Her life was full of challenges and contradictions, but she lived it with passion and never gave up on her dreams or ideals.

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Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name, " Will said. "You can have mine." Tessa stared at him, all black and white against the black-and-white snow and stone. "Your name?" Will took a step toward her, till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove, which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his, his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused, and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue; they were everything that Will was: true and tender, sharp and witty, loving and kind. "Marry me, " he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it. Cassandra Clare
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I thought perhaps that when you told me you did not love me that my own feelings would fall away and atrophy, but they have not. They have grown every day. I love you now more desperately, this moment, than I have ever loved you before, and in an hour I will love you more than that Cassandra Clare
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He opened his mouth. The words were there. He was about to say them when a jolt of terror went through him, the terror of someone who, wandering in a mist, pauses only to realise that they have stopped inches from the edge of a gaping abyss. The way she was looking at him - she could read what was in his eyes, he realised. It must have been written plainly there, like words on the page of a book. There had been no time, no chance, to hide it.“ Will, ” she whispered. “Say something, Will.”But there was nothing to say. There was only emptiness, as there had been before her. As there would always be.' I have lost everything', Will thought. 'Everything. . Cassandra Clare
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One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking. Cassandra Clare
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Trains are great dirty smoky things, " said Will. "You won't like it." Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?" "I've never swum naked in the Thames before, but I know I wouldn't like it." "But think how entertaining for sightseers, " said Tessa, and she saw Jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin. Cassandra Clare
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He gazed amusedly down the table at Tessa. “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 tried, ” said Jessamine in a bored tone. Cassandra Clare
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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
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Why are we bringing him along, again?" Will inquired, of the world in general as well as his sister. Cecily put her hands on her hips. "Why are you bringing Tessa?""Because Tessa and I are going to be married, " Will said, and Tessa smiled; the way that Will's little sister could ruffle his feathers like no one else was still amusing to her." Well, Gabriel and I might well be married, " Cecily said. "Someday."Gabriel made a choking noise, and turned an alarming shade of purple. Will threw up his hands. "You can't be married Cecily! You're only fifteen! When I get married, I'll be eighteen! An adult! " Cecily did not look impressed. "We may have a long engagement, " she said. "But I cannot see why you are counseling me to marry a man my parents have never met." Will sputtered. "I am not counseling you to marry a man your parents have never met! "" Then we are in agreement. Gabriel must meet Mam and Dad. . Cassandra Clare
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He dropped his voice, so low that Tessa wasn’t sure if what he said next was real or part of the dream darkness rising to claim her, though shefought against it.“ I’ve never minded it, ” he went on. “Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not be truly lost if one knew one’s own heart. But I fear I maybe lost without knowing yours.” He closed his eyes as if he were bone-weary, and she saw how thin his eyelids were, like parchment paper, andhow tired he looked. “Wo ai ni, Tessa, ” he whispered. “Wo bu xiang shi qu ni.” She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don’t want to lose you. Cassandra Clare
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Tessa had lain down beside him and slid her arm beneath his head, and put her head on his chest, listening to the ever-weakening beat of his heart. And in the shadows they'd whispered, reminding each other of the stories only they knew. Of the girl who had hit over the head with a water jug the boy who had come to rescue her, and how he had fallen in love with her in that instant. Of a ballroom and a balcony and the moon sailing like a ship untethered through the sky. Of the flutter of the wings of the clockwork Angel. Of holy water and blood. Cassandra Clare
But you hate poetry! Yes, but you make me want...
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But you hate poetry! Yes, but you make me want to write it. Cassandra Clare
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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
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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
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You know that feeling, ” she said, “when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside. Cassandra Clare
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You know that feeling when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing close around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage, and you cannot let go or turn the course aside. Cassandra Clare
Words have the power to change us.
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Words have the power to change us." - Tessa Gray Cassandra Clare
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Tessa craned her head back to look at Will. “You know that feeling, ” she said, “when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.” His blue eyes were dark with understanding – of course Will would understand – and she hurried on. “I feel now as if the same is happening, only not to characters on a page but to my own beloved friends and companions. I do not want to sit by while tragedy comes for us. I would turn it aside, only I struggle to discover how that might be done.”“ You fear for Jem, ” Will said.“ Yes, ” she said. “And I fear for you, too.”“ No, ” Will said, hoarsely. “Don’t waste that on me, Tess. Cassandra Clare
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I suspect he's sweet on Sophie and doesn't like to see her work too hard.' Tessa was glad to hear it. She'd felt awful about her reaction to Sophie's scar, and the thought that Sophie had a male admirer - and a handsome one like that- eased her conscience slightly. 'Perhaps he's in love with Agatha', she said.' I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal. Cassandra Clare
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They say you cannot love two people equally at once, ” she said. “And perhaps for others that is so. But you and Will–you are not like two ordinary people, two people who might have been jealous of each other, or who would have imagined my love for one of them diminished by my love of the other. You merged your souls when you were both children. I could not have loved Will so much if I had not loved you as well. And I could not love you as I do if I had not loved Will as I did. Cassandra Clare
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Your place is with me, ” Jem said. “It always will be.”“ What do you mean?” He flushed, the color dark against his pale skin. “I mean, ” he said, “Tessa Gray, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” Tessa sat bolt upright. “Jem! ”They stared at each other for a moment. At last he said, trying for lightness, though his voice cracked, “That was not a no, I suppose, thoughneither was it a yes.”“ You can’t mean it.”“ I do mean it.”“ You can’t– I’m not a Shadowhunter. They’ll expel you from the Clave–”He took a step closer to her, his eyes eager. “You may not be precisely a Shadowhunter. But you are not a mundane either, nor provably a Downworlder. Your situation is unique, so I do not know what the Clave will do. But they cannot forbid something that is not forbidden by the Law.They will have to take your–our–individual case into consideration, and that could take months. In the meantime they cannot prevent ourengagement.”“ You are serious.” Her mouth was dry. “Jem, such a kindness on your part is indeed incredible. It does you credit. But I cannot let you sacrificeyourself in that way for me.”“ Sacrifice? Tessa, I love you. I want to marry you. Cassandra Clare
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Simon’s love life was complicated, but there was a pang, just for a moment, for this woman talking graphic novels with him. Ah, well. Tessa Gray, foxy nerd, was probably dating someone already. Cassandra Clare
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It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. Will Harondale
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Will stopped glaring at Gabriel, and turned to Tessa. He looked at her and his face softened: the traces of the wild, broken boy he had been vanished, replaced with the expression often worn by the man he was now, who knew what it was to love and be loved. “Dear heart, ” he said. He took her hand and kissed it. “Who knows your courage better than I? Cassandra Clare
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He remembered Tessa weeping in his arms in Paris, and thinking that he had never known the loss she felt, because he had never loved like she had, and that he was afraid that someday he would, and like Tessa he would lose his mortal love. And that it was better to be the one who died than the one who lived on. He had dismissed that, later, as a morbid fantasy, and had not remembered it again until Alec. Cassandra Clare
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Will. For a moment her heart hesitated. She remembered when Will had died, her agony, the long nights alone, reaching across the bed every morning when she woke up, for years expecting to find him there, and only slowly growing accustomed to the fact that side of the bed would always be empty. The moments when she had found something funny and turned to share the joke with him, only to be shocked anew that he was not there. The worst moments, when, sitting alone at breakfast, she had realized that she had forgotten the precise blue of his eyes or the depth of his laugh; that, like the sound of Jem's violin music, they had faded into the distance where memories are silent. Cassandra Clare
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I did not think you would be angry, Jem burst out, and it was like ice cracking across a frozen waterfall, freeing a torrent. We were engaged, Tessa. A proposal-an offer of marriage-is a promise. A promise to love and care for someone always. I did not mean to break mine to you. But it was that or die. I wanted to wait, to be married to you and live wit you for years, but that wasn't possible. I was dying too fast. I would have given it up-all of it up-to be married to you for a day. A day that would never have come. You are a reminder-a reminder of everything I am losing. The life I will not have. Cassandra Clare
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Because women never say what they think. Cassandra Clare
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Anyone that looked like that wouldn't need to tie up girls and imprison them in order to get them to marry him Cassandra Clare
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The first one is always the hardest. Cassandra Clare
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Tessa never could look at him without a tightening in her chest, a painful stutter of her heart. Cassandra Clare
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Not forever, Tessa thought. They had a long, long time. A lifetime. His lifetime. And she would lose him one day, as she had lost Will, and her heart would break, as it had broken before. And she would put herself back together and go on, because the memory of having had Jem would be better than never having had him at all. Cassandra Clare
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I am Tessa Gray, ” she said in a low, clear voice. “And I believe in the importance of stories. Cassandra Clare
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Come back to me, Tessa. Henry said that perhaps, since you had touched the soul of an angel, that you dream of Heaven now, of fields of angels and flowers of fire. Perhaps you are happy in those dreams. But I ask this out of pure selfishness. Come back to me. For I cannot bear to lose all my heart. Cassandra Clare
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I don’t understand what makes them come out like that! ”“ Hunger, ” said Jem. “Were you thinking about blood?”“ No.”“ Were you thinking about eating me?” Will inquired.“ No! "“ No one would blame you, ” said Jem. “He’s very annoying. Cassandra Clare
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Can one regret a thing that, however unwise, was beautiful? Cassandra Clare
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Tessa touched his wrist lightly with her hand. "Be brave, " she said. "It's not a duck, is it? Cassandra Clare
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Wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness Cassandra Clare
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I believe everything you say, " Tessa said with a smile, her hands creeping down from his waist to his weapons belt. Her fingers closed on the hilt of a dagger, and she yanked it from the belt, smiling as he looked down at her in surprise. She kissed his cheek and stepped back. "After all, " she said, "you weren't lying about that tattoo of the dragon of Wales, were you? Cassandra Clare
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I can't - I'll chop off my own foot! " "If you're going to chop off anyone's foot, chop off Benedict's, " Will muttered. Cassandra Clare
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One cannot judge a man for the sins of his family. Cassandra Clare
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It is not easy to be different, and even less so to be unique. But I begin to think I was never meant for an easy road. Cassandra Clare