365 Quotes About Will-herondale

I am catastrophically in love with you

jem has proposed to me,” she blurted out. “and i have said yes.”“what?”“i said that jem proposed to me,” she whispered. “he asked if i would marry him. and i said i would.”will had gone shockingly white. he said, “jem. my jem?

Don’t you see, Will? You’re a person like me. You are like me. You say the things I think but never say out loud. You read the books I read. You love the poetry I love. You make me laugh with your ridiculous songs and the way you see the truth of everything. I feel like you can look inside me and see all the places I am odd or unusual and fit your heart around them, for you are odd and unusual in just the same way. We are the same.

Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name. You can have mine.""Your name?""Marry me. Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.

The cacophony of bursting, clattering metal was incredible. Tessa tried to cover her ears, but Will's body was pinning her firmly to the ground. His elbows dug into the floor on either side of her head. She felt his breath on the back of her neck, the pounding of his heart against her spine. She turned her head, pressing her face into Will's shoulder as his body jerked against hers; the floor shuddered beneath them--And it was over.

Uncle Gabriel was already in the courtyard. His face had turned an alarming shade of puce. He was shouting something about thieving Herondales.

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

You are not the last dream of my soul. You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime's worth.

He shut the door behind him and came to lean against one of the bedposts, watching her at the vainity table. He had shrugged off his jacket and undone his tie. His dark hair was mussed and in the slighlty blurred mirror, he looked no different to Tessa than he had when he was seventeen.