{"quotes":[{"text":"I can just close my eyes and let myself fall into oblivion. Maybe I'll hit the exact same rocks and my blood will mingle with his and maybe there's some kind of life after death and he's waiting for me there with his hand outstretched just like mine.But...I don't want to die.I try to twist my body backwards and pain shoots up my neck.It's too late.I chose life too late.","author":"Cat Clarke","tags":["chilling","death","inspirational","jem","questioning","regret","suicide"],"id":15523,"author_id":"Cat+Clarke"},{"text":"If I was harsh with you, it was because I cannot bear to see you treat yourself as if you are worth nothing. Whatever part you might act to the contrary, I see you as you really are, my blood brother. Not just better than you pretend to be, but better than most people could hope to be.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["friendship","jem","will"],"id":29697,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"Tessa, Will, and Jem had raised James in love, and had surrounded him with love and the goodness it could produce. But they had given him no armor against the evil. They had wrapped his heart in silks and velvet, and then he had given it to Grace Blackthorn, and she had spun for it a cage of razor wire and broken glass, burned it to bits, and blown away the remains, another layer of ashes in this place of beautiful horrors.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["bane-chronicles","jem","lovers","tessa","will"],"id":54076,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"No, everybody's gotta learn, nobody's born knowin'. That Walter's as smart as he can be, he just gets held back sometimes because he has to stay out and help his daddy. Nothin's wrong with him. Naw, Jem, I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.' .... 'That's what I thought too,' he said at last, 'when I was your age. If there's just one kind of folks, why can't they get along with each other? If they're all alike, why do they go out of their way to despise each other? Scout, I think I'm beginning to understand why Boo Radley's stayed shut up in the house all this time . . . It's because he wants to stay inside.","author":"Harper Lee","tags":["coming-of-age","finch","jem","lee","maturing","radley","sad","scout"],"id":64551,"author_id":"Harper+Lee"},{"text":"There was still about them what had always reminded Magnus of an old legend he’d heard of the red thread of fate: that an invisible scarlet thread bound certain people, and however tangled it became, it could not and would not break.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["bane-chronicles","cassandra-clare","jem","love","magnus-bane","tessa","will"],"id":75601,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your guests. You had to have a hand on his collar constantly.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["cassandra-clare","clockwork-prince","jem","tessa","will"],"id":97332,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"Rage flared up in Tessa and she considered belting Woolsey with the poker whether he came near her or not. He had moved awfully quickly while fighting Will, though, and she didn’t fancy her chances. “You don’t know James Carstairs. Don’t speak about him.”“Love him, do you?” Woolsey managed to make it sound unpleasant. “But you love Will, too.”Tessa froze. She had known that Magnus knew of Will’s affection for her, but the idea that what she felt for him in return was written across her face was too terrifying to contemplate.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["clockwork-princess","jem","tessa","will"],"id":142666,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"She hated that will had this effect on her. Hated it. She knew better. She knew what he thought of her. That she was worth nothing. And still a look from him could make her tremble with mingled hatred and longing. It was like poison in her blood, to which Jem was the only antidote.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["carstairs","grey","herondale","james","jem","tessa","will","william"],"id":150673,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"She had taken him for granted, she thought with surprise and shame, watching the flickering candlelight. She had assumed his kindness was so natural and so innate, she had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each of them from the other. Any effort to accept the loss of his family with equanimity. Any effort to remain cheerful and calm in the face of his own dying.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["jem","tessa","will"],"id":155964,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"},{"text":"Faith,' said Jem. 'That you were better than you thought you were. Forgiveness, that you need not always punish yourself. I always loved you, Will. Whatever you did. And now I need you to do for me what I connot do for myself. For you to be my eyes when I do not have them. For you to be my hands when I cannot use my own. For you to be my heart when mine is done with beating.","author":"Cassandra Clare","tags":["goodbye","jem","tears","will"],"id":181133,"author_id":"Cassandra+Clare"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":30,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}