I don’t want tea, I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
"The Angel blade burns you, just as God’s name chokes you. They say that those who die upon its point will achieve the gates of heaven. In which case, revenant, I am doing you a favor. Any last words?”
Simon knew what he was supposed to say. Sh’ma Yisrael, adonai elohanu, adonai echod. Hear, oh Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is One. He tried to speak the words, but a searing pain burned his throat. “Clary,” he whispered instead.
The Mortal Instrumants + Cards Against Humanity
Valentine had destroyed the house with demon fire. He must have. No fire of this world burns so hot, nor leaves so little behind.
I made my way into the still-smoldering ruins. I found Jocelyn kneeling on what had perhaps once been the front doorsteps. They were blackened by fire. And, there were bones. Charred to blackness, but recognizably human, with scraps of cloth here and there, and bits of jewelry the fire had not taken. Red and gold threads still clung to the bones of Jocelyn’s mother, and the heat had melted her father’s dagger to his skeletal hand. Among another pile of bones gleamed Valentine’s silver amulet, with the insignia of the Circle still burning white-hot upon its face…and among the remains, scattered as if they were too fragile to hold together, were the bones of a child.
“You will regret what you have done”, Valentine had said. And as I knelt with Jocelyn on the burned paving stones, I knew that he was right. I did regret it and have regretted it every day since.
One year ago The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones was released.
"All the stories are true"
It’s not like a stab wound you can protect me from.It’s a million little paper cuts every day.
There’s always been exactly one place Simon wanted to be, and he’s always fought like hell to make sure he got there and stayed there. Wherever you were.
TID Appreciation Week | Day 3: favorite scene » Will & Cecily Herondale
(Clockwork Princess, chapter 4 “To Be Wise and Love”)
“Jem is your parabatai,” she said. “He is your brother, given to you by the Clave, but I am your sister by blood. Why would you do anything for him, but you only want me to go home?”
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall, far behind?