Quotes About Angel

Magnus, we're going down to the lake," he said. "Do you want to come?" "Why?" Magnus inquired. Alec shrugged, "Clary says it's pretty," he said. "I mean, I've seen it before, but there was a huge angel rising out of it, and that was distracting.

She made an impatient noise. "By the Angel, you don't know anything about your kid, do you? Do you even really know how vampires are made?" "Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much ...

It didn't matter, anyway. There was only one thing she could ask for, in the end, only one real choice. She raised her eyes to the Angel's. "Jace," she said.

She had fallen asleep with her head on his arm, the clockwork angel, still around her throat, resting against his shoulder just to the left of his collarbone. As she moved away, the clockwork angel slipped free and she saw to her surprise that where it had lain against his skin it had left a mark behind, no bigger than a shilling, in the shape of a pale white star.

Raziel's sixty feet tall?" "Actually, he's only fifty-nine feet tall, but he likes to exaggerate," said Magnus. Isabelle clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Valentine raised an angel in his cellar. I don't see why you need all this space—" "Because Valentine is just WAY MORE AWESOME than me,

Magnus had heard the story of how the Nephilim were created many times. They must have forgotten to leave out the bit that said: And the Angel descended from on high and gave his chosen ones fantastic abs.

She was like an avenging angel, her vengeance swift and deadly.

I don't want to be Nephilim," said Jace. "I want to be something else. Stronger, faster, better than human. But different. Not subservient to the Laws of an angel who couldn't care less about us. Free." He ran his hand through a curl of her hair. "I'm happy now, Clary. Doesn't that make a difference?

Míralo. El rostro de un ángel malicioso y los ojos como el cielo nocturno en el Infierno. Es muy hermoso, y a los vampiros les gusta eso. Y no puedo decir que a mí me moleste. -Magnus sonrió de medio lado-. Cabello negro y ojos azules son mi combinación favorita.

How much more satisfying to seduce an angel than a villain?

For, as FitzMary knelt to pray, An angel whispered in his ear 'The Holy Land is far away, Prepare another Manger here. Build you a second House of Bread In this fair city of renown, And God His Son,' the angel said, 'Shall come to dwell in London Town.' So spake the angel, bending low Reddens laudes Domino.

Meat broth? In heaven there were supposed to be angel wings, glorious songs of praise, streets lined in gold, and fluffy pink clouds.

What our investigation has shown is that the real problem, the central mystery of politics is not sovereignty, but government; it is not God, but the angel; it is not the king, but ministry; it is not the law, but the police—that is to say, the governmental machine that they form and support.

...methinks, an angel spake...

Self is the only prison that can ever bind the soul; Love is the only angel who can bid the gates unroll...

Now an angel has such a nice time, helping people and comforting them, and bringing sunshine into dark places. Putting down fresh dew every morning; making the flowers grow...

When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!—

In heaven an angel is nobody in particular.

I would rather be an angel than God!

...an Angel convoying me to the abodes of the blessed on high to converse with the Spirits of just Men made perfect...

Thou dost come to me in dreams, When entranced in slumber deep, And thy radiant countenance seems, Like some angel-guard, to keep Watch above my quiet sleep.

Oh if there is one law above the rest Written in wisdom—if there is a word That I would trace as with a pen of fire Upon the unsunn'd temper of a child— If there is any thing that keeps the mind Open to angel visits, and repels The ministry of ill—'tis human love!

A baby is an angel whose wings decrease as his legs increase.

Earth has one angel less, and heaven one more...