Ghosts Of The Shadow Market Quotes

Anyone who says women are weak is afraid they’re too strong.

Kit straightened up. “Nope, I’m good. Come on Brother Hauntingly Attractive.” “There’s no need to mention this to Tessa.” “And Yet,” said Kit, “I’m gonna.

Kit’s jaw was still set. Jem knew that look. Herondales were always flames, he thought. They loved and suffered as if they would burn away with the sheer force of their own fire.

Memories were like love: wound and cure, both at once.

Every world contains worlds within it. People wander through all the worlds they can find, searching for their homes.

I carved his initials here because I always fought best with him.

He longed sometimes with an almost physical ache just to say 'My Husband' and have it be true.

Saw that movie,' said Kit. 'Read that book,' Tessa shot back.

A secret too long kept can kill a soul by inches. I watched a secret almost destroy a man once, the finest man ever made. Such a secret is like keeping treasure in a tomb. Little by little, poison eats away at the gold. By the time the door is opened, there may be nothing left but dust.

Jem said, “we want you to stay, and to know that the choice is entirely yours, and we wanted to show you something. We want you to know there is nothing in this house more precious to us than you.

Uncle Jace says we will kill all the demins,” he reported with joy. “All the demins!” “Well, have you considered that your uncle Jace is a hurtful person?” said the demon. “Always rudely stabbing everyone, and sarcastic.” Max scowled. “Love Uncle Jace. Hate demins.

Lily lit up. “Do I want to come on a bro road trip with you, rushing to the aid of gorgeous damsel in distress, Jem I’d-love-to-climb-’em Carstairs?

Life is not a boat, bearing us far away on a cruel, relentless tide from all we love. You are not lost on me on some forever distant shore. Life is a wheel.

Feeling is what makes us human. Even the most difficult feelings. Perhaps especially those. Love, loss, longing—this is what it means to be truly alive.

Is that why you insist on carrying about enormous tomes everywhere you go, that you might visit violence upon innocent persons? Done to death by my best friend - my heart's brother - my own dear parabatai-

No, said Jem, because he was always James Carstairs when he spoke of what was dearest to him. Not mine. My parabatai’s. W and H. William Herondale. Will

The face of the one you love is the best mirror of all.

If she lived until the sun died, there would never be any other for her besides Will and Jem, those two twin souls, the only souls she had ever loved.

Will has always been my favourite too, Jem agreed solemnly.

My true love has my heart, and I have his. Never was a fairer bargain made.

If you pretend to feel nothing, the pretence may become true. said Jem. That would be a pity.

The trousers and jacket do not make me a man, and the necklace does not make me a woman. They are only what makes me feel beautiful and powerful in this moment. I am exactly as I choose to be.

I’ve never been enough, not for anyone, and I’m trying, but I don’t know if I ever will be.

Despair was never stronger than the thought of them. He could not betray them by giving up.

I sometimes think there is nothing more painful than love denied. To love someone you cannot have, to stand beside your heart's desire and be unable to take them in your arms. A love that cannot be requited. I can think of nothing more painful than that.

Every world contains other worlds within it. People wander through all the worlds they can find, searching for their homes.

They are Will and Tessa, and you were Ke Jian Ming. You were James Carstairs. You were Jem.

To Alec, love always meant this: his shining city of eternal light. The land of lost dreams reclaimed, his first kiss and his last.

The night was very beautiful and warm, and they were both young.

There are more kinds of love than stars, said Brother Zachariah, If you do not feel one, there are many others. You know what it is to care for family and friends. What we keep sacred, keeps us safe. Consider that by trying to cut yourself off from the possibility of being hurt, you shut the door on love and live in darkness.

Later Matthew would look back and remember it as his last happy day

James still had his book tucked under his arm, but Matthew knew better than to fight doomed battles

You choose to be yourself, your best self. You can be descended from gods and monsters. You can take the light they left you and be a lamp shining out all their light made new. You can battle the darkness. You can choose always to fight and hope. That is what it means to have a great heart. Don’t be afraid of being yourself.

once you go Zachariah, you never go backariah

The face of the one you love is the best mirror of all. It shows you your own happiness and your own pain and it helps you to bear both, because to bear either alone is to be overwhelmed by the flood.

It would be unjust to blame the past for choices made in the present. Nor can we justify present choices by invoking the sins of the past.

I have always known you, my love," Cecily said. "You are the gem of my heart. My firstborn. My Anna.

There are a lot of hot Shadowhunters," said Elliot. "That's the point of them, isn't it?” No,” said Alec. "We fight demons.” "Oh,” said Elliot. "Right.

Why do you Shadowhunters always want to talk about feelings? Why can nobody ever be a professional? For your information, I do not have any interest in romance of any kind and never will. Now can you drop this revolting subject?

I thought I would walk with you a little way, my parabatai.

James thwacked him over the head with his book. it was a large book

If my words comforted you, we are even,” he said. “Your voice is the music I love best in all the world.

What we keep sacred, keeps us safe.

Matthew had not meant for Christopher to be asked to leave shadowhunter Academy, but as it emerged, they did not let you remain in school if you blew up any portion of it.

The letters were worn by time and Zachariah's own flesh, but they had been struck deep into the wood in the precise places where Zachariah would put his hands on them when they fought. So, in a way, they would always be fighting together. The letters were W and H.

It lightens my heart to see you with it. We could all do with lighter hearts tonight.

This is why we are chosen warrior partners, because we share such a perfect bond of sympathy. Come to me, Jamie, that we might share a manly embrace.

Brother Zacharide-him-like-a-bad-pony.

Brother Sixpackariah.

Alec waited. He’d heard kids say terrible things before now. Adults poured poison in their minds, and then it came out of their mouths. Lily laughed. “He said,” Lily reported with unholy joy, “‘What is that cool man doing with you?

Alec tugged at the front of Max’s sailor suit. “That’s a lot of ribbons there, buddy.” Max nodded sadly. “Too much ribbons.” “What happened to your sweater?” “That’s a fine question, Alexander. Allow me to unfold to you the tale. Max rolled his sweater in the cat litter,” Magnus related. “So he could ‘look like Daddy.’ Thus he must wear the sailor suit of shame. I don’t make the rules. Oh, wait, yes, I do.” He waved a reproving finger at Max, who laughed again and tried to grab for the glitter of rings.

They were both thoroughly rumpled, but Matthew did not mind being rumpled for a good cause

When you fight, you should fight with your whole heart.

Uncle Will frequently gave dramatic readings from the book he was writing on demon pox, which were very droll

It was easier not to feel. It was safer not to love. It was possible to make oneself silent and still as stone, to wall oneself off from the world and its losses, to empty one’s heart. It was possible, but it was not human.

I do not have to be only one thing.

I do have strong objections to my head being cut off

Oh no, Brother Hop-in-the-sack-ariah

No, said Jem, becuase he was always James Carstairs when he spoke of what was dearest to him.

That the future isn’t fixed. If we see a path in front of us that we would not choose, then we can choose another path. Another future.

Let’s go see who can eat the most dumplings in the shortest amount of time. And duck! You really ought to try pressed duck! It’s a great delicacy.” Jem looked at Will, suppressing a smile. His friend glared back, but at last neither of them could hold back their laughter. Will said, “There is nothing so sweet as feasting upon the bones of my enemies. Especially with you at my side.

Do I sleep, do I dream, or are these visions I see?

I dislike useless people.

Even if one half of her heart was gone forever, the other half was still here.

My grandfather was a worm.

Brother Zachariah had no reason to support the Lightwoods, but everyone deserved a second chance if they wanted that chance enough. And one of Robert Lightwood’s ancestors had been a woman called Cecily Herondale.

Alec did not like new people. Whenever new Shadowhunters arrived from Idris, Alec would mysteriously slope off. Once Isabelle had found him lurking behind a large vase, claiming he got lost trying to find the training room.

Magnus invented your Portals, not that he receives any credit for it from Shadowhunters. He is one of the most powerful warlocks in the world, and so tenderhearted he rushes to the aid of vicious killers. He is the best the Downworld has to offer.

We love all the same people, don't we?

Sometimes it seemed like her face was all the heart he had left.

He remembered traveling across the sea, having lost his family, not knowing that he was going to his best friend.

Max himself was sitting on the rug, wearing a sailor suit with elaborate navy ribbons to match his hair, tightly embracing Chairman Meow. “You are my meow friend,” he told the Chairman solemnly, squeezing him. “Meow,” Chairman Meow protested. He’d lived a life of torment since Max learned to walk.

Matthew nodded, but he ducked his head down against Jamie's coat and stayed there for a moment

A love that cannot be requited. I can think of nothing more painful than that.

I have found it always better to hope than despair

I’m a straightforward person. I’m going to knock on the door.

I’m not sorry that I met you. If we never meet again, I will hope that one day a weapon made by my hand may yet prove useful to you in some way.

Life is not a boat, beating us far away in a cruel, relentless tide from all we love. You are not lost to me on some forever distant shore. Life is a wheel.

We always have a choice, Jem said, and for once, the voice in her mind sounded like him, warm and close. It’s not always the choice we would want, but it’s a choice nonetheless. The past happens to us. But we choose our future.

The light winked out. Jem and Tessa were already in motion. In the century and a half they’d known each other, much had changed, but this truth endured: when a Herondale called, they would answer.

Jonathan Wayland shrugged. “I applied to the Iron Sisters, but they sent me a hurtful and sexist refusal.

I know you only say these things to hurt me. Off with you. Brush your hair!

Growing up unafraid of the world is a good way to get destroyed by it

Antes de ser la hija de mis padres o la hermana de mis hermanos, soy mía. Ya soy muchas cosas para mucha gente. No necesito ser nada de nadie más, no por mucho tiempo. ¿Sabes?

But we bear so much that seems unthinkable. The only truly unbearable burden is living without love.

It was only on the way home that Anna realised that Ariadne had asked her to the library and not shown her a single book

Jace didn't just pull the pigtails of people he had crushes on. He pulled the pigtails of everyone in the world he liked. This was something Simon still had not figured out over the years.

He opened the window and Matthew crawled in, upsetting both James and the book from the window seat

I used to walk in here and have to fight for my life as the place fell down around me,” Jace mused. “Now it’s all velvet cushions and insistent offers of immortal beauty.

I don't drink ... coffee,

Magnus raised an eyebrow. “Ease up,” he suggested to the pentagram. “It’s like someone loaned overly enthusiastic kids a dry-ice machine for their high-school production of Demon Oklahoma! in here.

It reminded him of the first day he’d ever touched Magnus, drawn close to and kissed another man, someone even taller than he was, his body lean and lithe and right against Alec’s. At the time, he’d thought he felt dizzy with relief and joy because he was finally touching someone he wanted to be touched by, when he’d thought he might never have that. Now he thought he’d felt that way because it was Magnus: that even then, he’d known. Now the gesture spoke of all the days since the first.

Bless you, my Herondales," said Matthew grandly, scrambling up from the floor and making Lucie his bow. "I come upon an urgent errand. Tell me- be honest!- what do you think of my waistcoat?" Lucie dimpled. "Devastating." "What Lucie said," James agreed peacefully. "Not fantastic?" Matthew asked. "Not positively stunning?" "I suppose I am stunned," said James. "But am I positively stunned?

When he was gone, when he was dust and ashes, Magnus would still be walking through this world. If the world was changed for the better, then that unknowable future would be better for Magnus. Alec could imagine that on some scorching hot day like this, on a strange street in a strange land, Magnus might see something good that reminded him of Alec, some way that the world was changed because Alec had lived. Alec couldn’t imagine what the world would be like then. But he could imagine, in some faraway future, the face he loved best.

I hope they're all right", Alec said quietly to Lily when Jem and Tessa went off to prepare for their midnight visit to the warlock's house. "Of course Tessa's fine", said Lily. "You do realize she gets to go to the Jem-nasium anytime she wants?" "I'm never talking to you again if those names don't stop".

Jem stood up and held out his hand to Will. Without realizing it, he held his breath. Perhaps this was a dream after all, and when Jem touched him Will would vanish away again. But Will’s hand was warm and solid and strong, and Jem drew him up easily. Together they began to run lightly over the tiles of the roof. The night was very beautiful and warm, and they were both young.

And I am afraid that the span of time that we have together may not be long.” “That has always been the case with us,” Will said. “But let us be grateful to your terrifying friend, because however long we have, here we are together and I see no sign of yin fen on you, and we are in possession of the knowledge that there was never any curse on me. For however long, there is no shadow on us.

Alec crossed the floor to where Magnus stood considering the whiteboard. Carefully, since Magnus was still holding a bubbling jar, Alec slid his arms around Magnus’s waist, linking his hands together over the embossed buckle of Magnus’s belt. The T-shirt Magnus was wearing had a dramatic scoop neckline, so Alec put his face down in the smooth bare expanse of skin and breathed in the smell of sandalwood and spell ingredients.

I do not have to be only one thing, Anna thought. I can choose what suits me when it suits me. The trousers and jacket do not make me a man, and the necklace does not make me a woman. They are only what makes me feel beautiful and powerful in this moment. I am exactly as I choose to be. I am a Shadowhunter who wears gorgeous suits and a legendary pendant.

He took her in his arms then, imagining the life growing inside of her and the future they would have together, a family, more love to fill the absences left by those they'd lost, more love than either of them had ever imagined still possible. The future was so precarious, shadowed by a looming danger neither of them fully understood, and Jem wondered what kind of world his child would be born into. He thought of all the blood that had been shed these last few years, the growing sense among the Shadowhunters he knew that something dark was rising, that this Cold Peace after the war might be only the eerie calm at the eye of the hurricane, those still, silent moments in which it was possible to deceive yourself into imagining the worst was over. He and Tessa have been alive too long to deceive themselves, and he thought about what might happen to a child born at the eye of such a storm. He thought about Tessa, her will and her strength, her refusal to let loss after loss harden her against love, her refusal to hide any longer from the brutality of the mortal world, her determination to fight, to hold on. She too had been a child born of storms, he thought, as had he, as had Will. All three had risen in love through their struggles to find happiness - and without the struggle, would the happiness have been so great? He closed his eyes and pressed a kiss to Tessa's hair. Behind his lids, he did not see darkness but the light of a London morning and Will there, smiling at him. "A new soul made of you and Tessa," Will said. "I can hardly wait to meet such a paragon." "Do you see him too?" Tessa whispered. "I see him," Jem said, and he held her even more tightly against him, the new life they had created together between them.