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Clockwork Angel
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.”
Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry..
“Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?”
Sometimes, when I have to do something I don't want to do, I pretend I'm a character from a book. It's easier to know what they would do.
“It's all right to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.”
“One must always be careful of books," said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.”
“Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?"
"They ate it too," Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.”
“There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.”
If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?
Let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs.
Whatever you are physically...male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy--all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside.
If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?
“One must always be careful of books,” said Tessa, “and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.”
“Sophie said to me once that she was glad she had been scarred. She said that whoever loved her now would love her true self, and not her pretty face.”
She hadn’t cried, even though she’d wanted to. Tessa hated to cry, especially in front of people she didn’t trust.
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