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  • #1
    Cassandra Clare
    “What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.
    "It's a girl," Jace said,recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    “Don't stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?"
    "Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are."
    "What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?"
    "Don't be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “Don't tell me," Jace said, "Simon's turned himself into an ocelot and you want me to do something about it before Isabelle makes him into a stole. Well, you'll have have to wait till tomorrow. I'm out of commission." He pointed at himself - he was wearing blue pajamas with a hole in the sleeve. "Look. Jammies."
    "Jace," Clary said, "this is important."
    "Don't tell me," he said. "You've got a drawing emergency. You need a nude model. Well, I'm not in the mood. You could always ask Hodge," he said as an afterthought. "I hear he'll do anything for a -"
    "JACE!" she interrupted him, her voice rising to a scream. "JUST SHUT UP FOR A SECOND AND LISTEN, WILL YOU?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “It wouldn't be my move," Jace agreed. "First the candy and flowers, then the apology letters, then the ravenous demon hordes. In that order.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “I'll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from 'almost extinct' to 'not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.' Will that make you happy?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “We live and breathe words. .... It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt--I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted--and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's all right to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “That's why when major badasses greet each other in movies, they don't say anything, they just nod. The nod means, 'I' am a badass, and I recognize that you, too, are a badass,' but they don't say anything because they're Wolverine and Magneto and it would mess up their vibe to explain.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #10
    Cassandra Clare
    “You could have fooled me. Everytime I called you, Luke said you were sick. I figured you were avoiding me. Again."
    "I wasn't. I did want to talk to you. I've been thinking about you all the time."
    "I've been thinking about you, too."
    "I really was sick. I swear. I almost died back there on the ship, you know."
    "I know. Everytime you almost die, I almost die myself.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “Ah,” said a voice from the doorway, “having your annual ‘everyone thinks Will is a lunatic’ meeting, are you?
    “It’s biannual,” said Jem. “And no, this is not that meeting.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    “Did you ever think that in a past life Alec was an old woman with ninety cats who was always yelling at the neighborhood kids to get off her lawn? Because I do,”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice to your pets.
    Jace on the other hand, looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house and burn it down just for kicks.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jace shook his blond head in exasperation.
    "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “You might want to lie down," Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #18
    Cassandra Clare
    “If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #19
    Cassandra Clare
    “Patience, grasshopper," said Maia. "Good things come to those who wait."
    "I always thought that was 'Good things come to those who do the wave,'" said Simon. "No wonder I've been so confused all my life.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #20
    Cassandra Clare
    “You're an idiot."
    "I've never claimed to be otherwise.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “Clary,

    Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I'm leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do.
    I'm writing this watching the sun come up. You're asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see myself the way you do. But maybe I dont want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I'm perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn't stand that.
    I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you.
    All night I've watched you sleeping, watched the moonlight come and go, casting its shadows across your face in black and white. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I think of the life we could have had if things were different, a life where this night is not a singular event, separate from everything else that's real, but every night. But things aren't different, and I can't look at you without feeling like I've tricked you into loving me.
    The truth no one is willing to say out loud is that no one has a shot against Valentine but me. I can get close to him like no one else can. I can pretend I want to join him and he'll believe me, up until that last moment where I end it all, one way or another. I have something of Sebastian's; I can track him to where my father's hiding, and that's what I'm going to do. So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this to your face, I couldn't make myself go.
    I don't blame you if you hate me, I wish you would. As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.

    _Jace”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “I know it's wrong - God, it's all kinds of wrong - but I just want to lie down with you and wake up with you, just once, just once ever in my life.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self."
    "Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before.
    "Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like "Get out.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now."
    "I was going to watch Project Runway.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “They’re not hideous,” said Tessa.
    Will blinked at her. “What?”
    “Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.”
    “I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.”
    Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?”
    “Mauve,” said Will.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met."
    “That’s too bad,” said Jace, “since all the others you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “Clary felt suddenly annoyed. "When the self-congratulatory part of the evening is over, maybe we could get back to saving my best friend from being exsanguinated to death?"
    "Exsanguinated," said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word."
    "And you're a big-"
    "Tsk tsk," he interupted. "No swearing in church.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “Let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl.”
    Cassandra Clare



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