“All that existed was Jace; all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered.”
— Cassandra Clare
“From the first time I saw you, I’ve belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. -Jace”
— Cassandra Clare
“Will looked horrified. “What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?”
— Cassandra Clare
“The Nephilim – the bogeyman for monsters, and all those who could be monsters.”
— Cassandra Clare
“To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed”
— Cassandra Clare
“I have come to understand something about novels,” Tessa said.”And what is that?””They are not true.”
— Cassandra Clare
“The posters bore the words WITH THE PASSING YEARS COMES…IMPOTENCE! Magnus found himself staring at the posters with a sort of absent horror. He looked at Alec and found that Alec could not tear his eyes away either. He wondered if Alec was aware that Magnus was three hundred years old and whether Alec was considering exactly how impotent one might become after that much time.”
— Cassandra Clare
“El hambre agudiza el ingenio,” said Raphael.Hunger sharpens the wit.“Good proverb,” said Magnus. “However, like most proverbs, it sounds wise and yet does not actually clarify anything.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Where is your angel now?”
— Cassandra Clare
“There’s nothing wrong with George. It is not possible to find fault with George. He’s a perfect Scottish angel. He always shares the snacks that his mother sends him and he’s better- looking than Jace. There, I said it. I’m not taking it back.”
— Cassandra Clare
“The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.”
— Cassandra Clare
“I see that even as the world plunges into darkness and peril, you two stand around discussing your love lives. Teenagers.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Jessamine recoiled from the paper as if it were a snake. “A lady does not read the newspaper. The society pages, perhaps, or the theater news. Not this filth.””But you are not a lady, Jessamine—,” Charlotte began.”Dear me,” said Will. “Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Shouldn’t we stand back to back or something?” “What? Why?” “I don’t know. In movies that’s what they do in this kind of… situation.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Actually,” said Jace, “I prefer to think that I’m a liar in a way that’s uniquely my own.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Christina flashed a smile. “I shall ask a million questions of your purply-eyed so that Diana doesn’t think about you and Julian or whether you might be at Mr. Rook’s.”I’m not sure he’s a mister,” Emma said, stifling a yawn. “I’ve never heard anyone call him anything but ‘hey, Rook’ or sometimes ‘that bastard.”
— Cassandra Clare
“there is a fine line between sarcasm and hostility, you seemed to have crossed it. What’s up?”
— Cassandra Clare
“Every decision you make, makes you. Never let other people choose who you’re going to be.”
— Cassandra Clare
“…We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world.” Will looked down at his bitten nails. “I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.”
— Cassandra Clare
“This was Jace being brave. Simon thought, brave and snarky because he thought Lilith was going to kill him, and that was the way he wanted to go, unafraid and on his feet. Like a warrior. The way Shadowhunters did. His death song would always be this-jokes and snideness and pretend arrogance, and that look in his eyes that said ‘I’m better than you’. Simon just hadn’t realized it before.”
— Cassandra Clare
“My parents raised me to get things done, no matter what. They don’t care about rules, just appearances. This whole time I’ve been telling myself that I’m going to be different from my parents, different from my sister, be the one who stuck to the straight and narrow. But I think I had it all wrong, Call. I don’t care about rules or appearances. I don’t want to be the person who just gets things done. I want to do the right thing. I don’t care if we have to lie or cheat or cut corners or break rules to do it.”
— Cassandra Clare
“as long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.”
— Cassandra Clare
“It is not easy to be different, and even less so to be unique. But I begin to think I was never meant for an easy road.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Isabelle rolled her eyes. “Oh, for the Angel’s sake. Look, if there’s no other way of getting out of this, I’ll kiss Simon. I’ve done it before, it wasn’t that bad.””Thanks,” said Simon. “That’s very flattering.””Well, I’m not kissing the mundane,” said Jace. “I’d rather stay down here and rot.””Forever?” said Simon. “Forever’s an awfully long time.”Jace raised his eyebrows. “I knew it,” he said. “You want to kiss me, don’t you?”Simon threw up his hands in exasperation. “Of course not. But if—””I guess it’s true what they say,” observed Jace. “There are no straight men in the trenches.””That’s atheists, jackass,” said Simon furiously. “There are no atheists in the trenches.”
— Cassandra Clare
“I want you to be happy, and him to be happy. And yet when you walk down that aisle to meet him and join yourselves forever you will walk an invisible path of the shards of my heart, Tessa. I would give over my own life for either of yours. I perhaps that when you told me you did not love me my feelings would fall away and atrophy, but they have not. They have grown every day. I love you now more desperately, this moment, than I have ever loved you before, and in an hour I will love you more than that. It is unfair to tell you this, I know, when you can do nothing about it.”
— Cassandra Clare
“The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won’t get over you, Clary, he can’t.”
— Cassandra Clare
“I wouldn’t change it,” Simon said. “I wouldn’t give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn’t know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they’re dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I’ll always feel like I’m alive.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.”
— Cassandra Clare
“She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything–an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren’t in the power of angels to grant, or they would already have been granted. And perhaps people were supposed to find these things for themselves.”
— Cassandra Clare
“Magnus did not take such suffering lightly, but even mortals did not die of broken hearts. No matter how cruel Grace had been, he told himself, James would heal. Even though he was a Herondale.”
— Cassandra Clare