She mounted the steps and took hold of the heavydoor knocker. It was shaped like a pair of angel's wings, and when she let it fall, she could hear the sound of echoing like the tolling of a huge bell. A moment later the door was yanked open, and Isabelle Lightwood stood on the threshlod, her eyes wide with shock.
"Clary?"
Clary smiled weakly. "Hi Isabelle."
Isabelle leaned against the doorjamb, her expression dismal. "Oh, crap.
- Cassandra Clare
Cole tilted her chin so he could look deeply into her eyes. "Kyle, you are my heaven. Will you come with me?"
"I will." Kyle snuggled deeper into his chest, gently tracing his Sorry tattoo.
Cole's heart beat like the pounding of an angel's wings.
- Debra Anastasia
Home - that blessed word, which opens to the human heart the most perfect glimpse of Heaven, and helps to carry it thither, as on an angel's wings.
- Lydia M Child
When we are touched by something it's as if we're being brushed by an angel's wings.
- Rita Dove
Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
- John Keats
God gave the Angels wings and humans chocolate.
Mrs. Miracle
- Debbie Macomber
"Clary?"
Clary smiled weakly. "Hi Isabelle."
Isabelle leaned against the doorjamb, her expression dismal. "Oh, crap.
- Cassandra Clare
Cole tilted her chin so he could look deeply into her eyes. "Kyle, you are my heaven. Will you come with me?"
"I will." Kyle snuggled deeper into his chest, gently tracing his Sorry tattoo.
Cole's heart beat like the pounding of an angel's wings.
- Debra Anastasia
Home - that blessed word, which opens to the human heart the most perfect glimpse of Heaven, and helps to carry it thither, as on an angel's wings.
- Lydia M Child
When we are touched by something it's as if we're being brushed by an angel's wings.
- Rita Dove
Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
- John Keats
God gave the Angels wings and humans chocolate.
Mrs. Miracle
- Debbie Macomber
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