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“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.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Love is not always a lightning bolt. Sometimes it is a creeping vine. It grows slowly until suddenly it is all that there is in the world.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron

“Matthew spoke in a low voice. 鈥淚t would be one thing if James loved her. I would go into the quiet dark like Jem did and never speak of her again. But he doesn鈥檛 love her.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Answer me, James!鈥� Will shouted. 鈥淲hy have you blocked this door? I demand to know what鈥檚 going on!鈥�
鈥淛ames isn鈥檛 here!鈥� Matthew called, moving closer to him. 鈥淕o away!鈥�
James looked at Matthew, puzzled. 鈥淩eally?鈥�
鈥淚 heard breaking glass!鈥� Will called.
鈥淚 was practicing fighting moves!鈥� Matthew answered.
鈥淚n the ballroom?鈥�
鈥淲e鈥檙e trying to distract Thomas! It鈥檚 been a very emotional day!鈥� Matthew shouted back.
鈥淲hat?鈥� Will鈥檚 voice was incredulous.
鈥淒on鈥檛 you blame this on me!鈥� Thomas whispered.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“James dropped Cordelia鈥檚 hands. They were no longer dancing. James turned away from Cordelia without a word and strode across the room toward the newcomers. She stood, frozen in confusion, as James bent to kiss the hand of the stunningly beautiful girl who had just walked into the room. Titters rose on the dance floor. Lucie had stepped back from Matthew, her eyes wide. Alastair and Thomas both turned to look at Cordelia with expressions of surprise.
At any moment, Cordelia knew, her mother would notice that she was drifting in the middle of the dance floor like an abandoned tugboat and charge toward her, and then Cordelia would die. She would die of the humiliation. Cordelia was scanning the room for the nearest exit, ready to flee, when a hand grasped her arm. She was spun around and into an expert grip: a moment later she was dancing again, her feet automatically following her partner鈥檚.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 right.鈥� It was Matthew Fairchild. Fair hair, spicy cologne, a blur of a smile. His hands were gentle as he swept her back into the waltz. 鈥淛ust鈥攖ry to smile, and no one will notice anything happened. James and I are practically interchangeable in the public consciousness anyway.鈥�
鈥淛ames鈥攍eft,鈥� Cordelia said, in shock.
鈥淚 know,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淰ery bad form. One should not leave a lady on the dance floor unless something is actually on fire. I鈥檒l have a word.鈥�
鈥淎 word,鈥� Cordelia echoed. She was beginning to feel less stunned and more angry. 鈥淎 word?鈥�
鈥淪everal words, if it will make you feel better?”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Matthew held out his hands. 鈥淧ax,鈥� he said, wheedlingly. 鈥淟et it be peace between us. You can pour the rest of the port on my head.鈥�
James鈥� mouth curved up into a smile. It was impossible to stay angry with Matthew. It was almost impossible to get angry at Matthew.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Whither thou goest, I will go, James. Even unto the tedious suburb of Highgate.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“I believe that decadence is a valuable perspective that should always be considered.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron

“Thomas was frowning. 鈥淢y aunt Tatiana is mad. My father has often said so, that his sister was driven to madness by what happened to her father and her husband. She blames our parents for their deaths.鈥�
鈥淏ut James has never done anything to her,鈥� said Christopher, his eyebrows knitting together.
鈥淗e鈥檚 a Herondale,鈥� said Thomas. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 enough.鈥�
鈥淭hat鈥檚 ridiculous,鈥� Christopher said. 鈥淚t is as if one was bitten by a duck and years later one shot a completely different duck and ate it for dinner, and called that revenge.鈥�
鈥淧lease do not use metaphors, Christopher,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淚t gives me the pip.鈥�
鈥淭his is bad enough without mentioning ducks,鈥� said James. He had never fancied ducks since one had bitten him in Hyde Park as a small child.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“The last time you were feeling heartbroken, you took shots at a chandelier with a mundane gun and nearly drowned yourself in the Serpentine.鈥� said Matthew.
鈥淚 wasn鈥檛 trying to drown myself,鈥� James pointed out. 鈥淏esides, Magnus Bane saved me.鈥�
鈥淒on鈥檛 mention that,鈥� said Matthew, as James uncapped the flask. 鈥淵ou know how angry I am about that. I idolize Magnus Bane, you had one chance to meet him, and you embarrassed us all.鈥�
鈥淚鈥檓 quite sure I never mentioned any of you to him,鈥� said James, and tipped the flask back. He choked. It was blue ruin: the cheapest, harshest kind of gin. It went down like lightning. He coughed and thrust the flask away.
鈥淓ven worse,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淗ow sharper than the serpent鈥檚 tooth it is to have an ungrateful parabatai.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Matthew sighed as he set the bottle on the mantel. 鈥淵ou know what they say,鈥� he said, as he and James left the room and began to wend their way back toward the party. 鈥淒rink, and you will sleep; sleep, and you will not sin; do not sin, and you will be saved; therefore, drink and be saved.鈥�
鈥淢atthew, you could sin in your sleep,鈥� said a languorous voice.
鈥淎nna,鈥� said Matthew, sagging against James鈥檚 shoulder. 鈥淗ave you been sent to fetch us?鈥�
Lounging against the wall was James鈥檚 cousin Anna Lightwood, gorgeously dressed in fitted trousers and a pin-striped shirt. She had the Herondale blue eyes, always disconcerting for James to see, as it felt a bit as if his father were looking at him. 鈥淚f by 鈥榝etch,鈥� you mean 鈥榙rag you back to the ballroom by any means possible,鈥欌�娾�娾�� Anna said. 鈥淭here are girls who need someone to dance with them and tell them they look pretty, and I cannot do it all on my own.鈥�
The musicians in the ballroom suddenly struck up a tune鈥攁 lively waltz.
鈥淐rikey, not waltzing,鈥� said Matthew, in despair. 鈥淚 loathe waltzing.鈥�
He began to back away. Anna seized him by the back of the coat. 鈥淥h, no, you don鈥檛,鈥� she said, and firmly herded both of them toward the ballroom.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“You look ill,鈥� Matthew observed. 鈥淚s it my dancing? Is it me personally?鈥�
鈥淧erhaps I鈥檓 nervous,鈥� she said. 鈥淟ucie did say you didn鈥檛 like many people.鈥�
Matthew gave a sharp, startled laugh, before schooling his face back into a look of lazy amusement. 鈥淒id she? Lucie鈥檚 a chatterbox.鈥�
鈥淏ut not a liar,鈥� she said.
鈥淲ell, fear not. I do not dislike you. I hardly know you,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淚 do know your brother. He made my life miserable at school, and Christopher鈥檚, and James鈥檚.鈥�
鈥淎lastair and I are very different,鈥� Cordelia said. She didn鈥檛 want to say more than that. It felt disloyal to Alastair. 鈥淚 like Oscar Wilde, for instance, and he does not.鈥�
The corner of Matthew鈥檚 mouth curled up. 鈥淚 see you go directly for the soft underbelly, Cordelia Carstairs. Have you really read Oscar鈥檚 work?鈥�
鈥淛ust Dorian Gray,鈥� Cordelia confessed. 鈥淚t gave me nightmares.鈥�
鈥淚 should like to have a portrait in the attic,鈥� Matthew mused, 鈥渢hat would show all my sins, while I stayed young and beautiful. And not only for sinning purposes鈥攊magine being able to try out new fashions on it. I could paint the portrait鈥檚 hair blue and see how it looks.鈥�
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 need a portrait. You are young and beautiful,鈥� Cordelia pointed out.
鈥淢en are not beautiful. Men are handsome,鈥� objected Matthew.
鈥淭homas is handsome. You are beautiful,鈥� said Cordelia, feeling the imp of the perverse stealing over her. Matthew was looking stubborn. 鈥淛ames is beautiful too,鈥� she added.
鈥淗e was a very unprepossessing child,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淪cowly, and he hadn鈥檛 grown into his nose.鈥�
鈥淗e鈥檚 grown into everything now,鈥� Cordelia said.
Matthew laughed, again as if he was surprised to be doing it. 鈥淭hat was a very shocking observation, Cordelia Carstairs. I am shocked.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“I appreciate the scientific rigor with which you鈥檝e approached this project, Anna,鈥� said Christopher, who had gotten jam on his sleeve. 鈥淭hough I don鈥檛 think I could manage to collect that many names and also pursue science. Much too time-consuming.鈥�
Anna laughed. 鈥淗ow many names would you want to collect, then?鈥�
Christopher tilted his head, a brief frown of concentration crossing his face, and did not reply.
鈥淚 would only want one,鈥� said Thomas.
Cordelia thought of the delicate tracery of the compass rose on Thomas鈥檚 arm, and wondered if he had any special person in mind.
鈥淭oo late for me to only have one,鈥� declared Matthew airily. 鈥淎t least I can hope for several names in a carefully but enthusiastically selected list.鈥�
鈥淣obody鈥檚 ever tried to seduce me at all,鈥� Lucie announced in a brooding fashion. 鈥淭here鈥檚 no need to look at me like that, James. I wouldn鈥檛 say yes, but I could immortalize the experience in my novel.鈥�
鈥淚t would be a very short novel, before we got hold of the blackguard and killed him,鈥� said James.
There was a chorus of laughter and argument. The afternoon sun was sinking in the sky, its rays catching the jeweled hilts of the knives in Anna鈥檚 mantelpiece. They cast shimmering rainbow patterns on the gold-and-green walls. The light illuminated Anna鈥檚 shabby-bright flat, making something in Cordelia鈥檚 heart ache. It was such a homey place, in a way that her big cold house in Kensington was not.
鈥淲hat about you, Cordelia?鈥� said Lucie.
鈥淥ne,鈥� said Cordelia. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 everyone鈥檚 dream, isn鈥檛 it, really? Instead of many who give you little pieces of themselves鈥攐ne who gives you everything.鈥�
Anna laughed. 鈥淪earching for the one is what leads to all the misery in this world,鈥� she said. 鈥淪earching for many is what leads to all the fun.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“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-”
― Cassandra Clare, Cast Long Shadows

“Malcolm Fade smiled. 鈥淲elcome, little Shadowhunters. Few of your kind ever see the inner chambers of Hypatia Vex.鈥�
鈥淚s she welcome, I wonder?鈥� asked Hypatia, with a catlike smile. 鈥淟et her approach.鈥�
Cordelia and Matthew advanced together, Cordelia moving cautiously around the rococo chairs and tables, gleaming with gilt and pearls. Close up, the pupils of Hypatia Vex鈥檚 eyes were the shape of stars: her warlock mark. 鈥淚 cannot say I care for the idea of so many Nephilim infesting my salon. Are you interesting, Cordelia Carstairs?鈥�
Cordelia hesitated.
鈥淚f you have to think about it,鈥� said Hypatia, 鈥渢hen you鈥檙e not.鈥�
鈥淭hat hardly makes sense,鈥� said Cordelia. 鈥淪urely if you do not think, you cannot be interesting.鈥�
Hypatia blinked, creating the effect of stars turning off and on like lamps. Then she smiled. 鈥淚 suppose you may stay a moment.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“He believed there was more to life than blood and fire. There was beauty, there was art, there was color.”
― Cassandra Clare, The City of Bones

“We are, as you can see, going out鈥擟harles has invoked the Consul鈥檚 authority and called a meeting in Grosvenor Square to discuss last night鈥檚 attack. Only for high-level Enclave members, apparently.鈥� Will explained.
Matthew grimaced. 鈥淏y the Angel, that sounds awful. I hope it鈥檚 all right for me to stay here tonight.鈥�
Tessa smiled. 鈥淲e already made up one of the spare rooms for you.鈥�
鈥淎s I have known Charles since he was born, I have a difficult time taking him seriously as an authority figure,鈥� said Will thoughtfully. 鈥淚 suppose if he says anything I don鈥檛 like, I can request that he be spanked.鈥�
鈥淥h, yes, please,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淚t would do him a world of good.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Later Matthew would look back and remember it as his last happy day”
― Cassandra Clare, Cast Long Shadows

“Anna has a quality.鈥� Matthew raised a thoughtful eyebrow. 鈥淭he French would call it jolie laide.鈥� Cordelia knew French well enough to frown. 鈥淧retty-ugly? She鈥檚 not ugly!鈥� 鈥淚t doesn鈥檛 mean that,鈥� Matthew said. 鈥淚t means unusually pretty. Oddly beautiful. It denotes having a face with character.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“They were both thoroughly rumpled, but Matthew did not mind being rumpled for a good cause”
― Cassandra Clare, Cast Long Shadows

“Perhaps, but Anna was right,鈥� said Cordelia. 鈥淲e must speak to more Downworlders regardless. There was much talk of Magnus Bane鈥斺��
鈥淎h, Magnus Bane,鈥� said Matthew. 鈥淢y personal hero.鈥�
鈥淚ndeed, you once described him as 鈥極scar Wilde if he had magic powers,鈥欌�娾�� said James.
鈥淢agnus Bane threw a party in Spain I attended,鈥� said Thomas. 鈥淚t was a little difficult, since I did not know a soul. I got rather drunk.鈥�
Matthew lowered the flask with a grin. 鈥淚s that when you got your tattoo?鈥�
鈥淪o does that mean you鈥檙e close friends with Magnus Bane, Thomas?鈥� said Lucie. 鈥淐an you reach out to him for help?鈥�
鈥淗e never even made an appearance at the party,鈥� said Thomas.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“He pointed to his reflection.

鈥淵ou may be a waste of space in a waistcoat,鈥� he told Matthew Fairchild, 鈥渂ut at least your waistcoat is fantastic.”
― Cassandra Clare

“She would tell herself she must endure the situation, but I love her, and I cannot bear to see her suffer for the next year. I hope you will forgive me鈥擨 think you will forgive me. You must see that in the situation we have now, there are four unhappy people. Surely you, too, wish that were not the case. Surely you care for her even if you do not love her, and want her to be happy.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron

“People are dull. Gossiping about them is never dull.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron

“What a pretty dress,鈥� Ariadne said to Cordelia, her voice warm. Her own gown was of flattering wine-colored silk. 鈥淚 believe that鈥檚 the shade they call 鈥榓shes of roses.鈥� Very popular in Paris.鈥�
鈥淥h, yes,鈥� Cordelia said eagerly. She鈥檇 known so few girls growing up鈥攋ust Lucie, really鈥攕o how did one impress them and charm them? It was desperately important. 鈥淚 did get this dress in Paris, as a matter of fact. On Rue de la Paix. Jeanne Paquin made it herself.鈥�
She saw Lucie鈥檚 eyes widen in concern. Rosamund鈥檚 lips tightened. 鈥淗ow fortunate you are,鈥� she said coolly. 鈥淢ost of us here in the poky little London Enclave rarely get to travel abroad. You must think us so dull.鈥�
鈥淥h,鈥� said Cordelia, realizing she had put her foot in it. 鈥淣o, not at all鈥斺��
鈥淢y mother has always said Shadowhunters aren鈥檛 meant to have much of an interest in fashion,鈥� said Catherine. 鈥淪he says it鈥檚 mundane.鈥�
鈥淪ince you鈥檝e spoken of Matthew鈥檚 clothes admiringly so often,鈥� said Ariadne tartly, 鈥渟hould we assume that rule is only for girls?”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“i wish i was good at something that could add beauty to the world”
― Cassandra Clare, Nothing but Shadows

“There is no special protection in this world for kind people.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“He was so beautiful. But drinking was a sickness that ate away at beautiful things.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron

“Thomas, you are kind. Too kind, and you wish to forget. But I am not kind, and I cannot help but remember.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“My beautiful Matthew, she thought, all the more beautiful for being so broken.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Thorns