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most inspiring interaction in chain of gold: the merry thieves
“She was the one who’d first taken to calling them the Merry Thieves, after Robin Hood and his men. James suspected he was Robin of Locksley and Matthew was Will Scarlett. Thomas was definitely Little John.”
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tea time
“You are the leader,” said Cordelia. He looked amused. “Am I?” […] “Each of you follows his own star—but you are the thread that binds all four together. You are the one who sees what everyone needs, if anyone requires extra care from their friends, or even to be left alone. Some groups of friends drift apart, but you would never let that happen.”
- Chain of Gold, Cassandra Clare
Matthew lowered the flask with a grin. “Is that when you got your tattoo?”
Lucie clapped her hands. “The boys joke about the tattoo Thomas got in Spain, but Thomas will never let me see it. Isn’t that the meanest thing you ever heard, Cordelia? I am a writer. I believe I should have the experience of studying a tattoo at close quarters.”
“I believe you shouldn’t,” said Thomas, with conviction.
“Is the problem that it is in an unmentionable place?” asked Lucie.
“No, Lucie,” said Thomas, with a hunted air.
“I’d like to see it,” said Alastair, in a surprisingly quiet voice.
Thomas hesitated, then unbuttoned the shirtsleeve of his unwounded arm, and rolled it up to his elbow. Everyone leaned forward. Against the pale skin on the inside of Thomas’s muscular arm was a gray-and-black tracery of a compass. North, south, east, and west were delineated by blades like the points of daggers, and at the heart of the compass, unfurling dark petals, was a rose.
Cordelia had thought a tattoo would be rather more like their Marks, but it reminded her of something else instead. It was ink, the way books and poems were made of ink, telling a permanent story.
Lucy applauded. Alastair made an odd sort of noise. He was looking away, as if the sight of Thomas bothered him.
chain of gold meme: [3/5] characters
—> Jesse Blackthorn “I assure you, I speak only the perfect truth,” he said. “Even the imperfect truth is beneath me.”
“How much is love meant to hurt?” he had asked his father once. “Oh, terribly,” his father had said with a smile. “But we suffer for love because love is worth it.”
chain of gold » the last hours by cassandra clare
The situation had been different with his parents, however. When he had finally been coherent enough to tell the story, he had explained it to them, and to Lucie.
They had all reacted c h a r a c t e r i s t i c a l l y .
chain of gold meme: 4/5 characters → christopher lightwood
“There is so much wrong with the world,“ said Christopher. "I want it to make sense. I want to put it right. I want to find the solutions that are overlooked by others.”
everything i read in 2020: [5/?] chain of gold by cassandra clare
That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day.
saddest interaction in chain of gold: matthew fairchild and alastair carstairs
“Not—not the source,” Alastair said, his voice sounding as if he were forcing it through a tight throat. “And I did not say all of those things to Matthew—” “But you did say them to others,” Matthew said icily. “I have heard all about it in the years since.”
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the last hours characters → cordelia carstairs
“That’s everyone’s dream, isn’t it, really, instead of many who give you little pieces of themselves—one who gives you everything.”
“I am a Herondale. We love but once.”
“That is only a story.”
“Haven’t you heard?” James said bitterly. “All the stories are true.”
most hopeful interaction in chain of gold: thomas lightwood and alastair carstairs
“I’d like to see it,” said Alastair, in a surprisingly quiet voice. Thomas hesitated, then unbuttoned the shirtsleeve of his unwounded arm, and rolled it up to his elbow. ”
The Merry Thieves Jamie, Math, Tom & Kit solving the mysteries happening to them all.
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“Anna, you won’t believe—” He broke off as he saw Cordelia. “What are you doing here?”
Cordelia was not sure such a rude question deserved an answer. “Having tea.”
His gaze scanned the room. His eyes were a most peculiar color, clear green in some lights, darker in others. “I don’t see Anna,” he said, sounding astonished and a little suspicious, as if he suspected Cordelia of having hidden Anna in the teapot.
“She’s in her bedroom,” said Cordelia, as coolly as she could manage. “Alone?” Matthew inquired.
“Matthew!” called Anna from the bedroom. “Don’t be awful.”
books i’ve read in 2020 ↠ chain of gold by cassandra clare
“We do not get to choose when in our lives we feel pain,“ said Matthew. “It comes when it comes, and we try to remember, even though we cannot imagine a day when it will release its hold on us, that all pain fades. All misery passes. Humanity is drawn to light, not darkness.”
“I don’t have that kind of time,” Emma said. “I’m a Shadowhunter. Quip fast, die young.” She wiggled Cortana’s tip impatiently. “Now turn out your pockets.” “I have done nothing to break the Cold Peace,” said the fey. “Technically true, but we do frown on stealing from mundanes,” Emma said. “Turn out your pockets or I’ll rip off one of your horns and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.”
