Luke Garroway Quotes

“Look," Luke went on, "In all the years I've known him, there's always been exactly one place Simon wanted to be, and he's always fought like hell to make sure he got there and stayed there."
"Where's that?"
"Wherever you were.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“White for Shadowhunters is the color of funerals," Luke explained. “ But for mundanes, Jace, it’ s the color of weddings. Brides wear white to symbolize their purity.”
“I thought Jocelyn said her dress wasn’t white,” Simon said.
“Well,” said Jace, “I suppose that ship has sailed.”
Luke choked on his coffee.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy, just different.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love..”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“But they love each other," Clary said, appalled. "Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?"
Luke looked toward the river, at the dark water moving slowly under the light of the autumn moon. "Sometimes, Clary," he said, "love just isn't enough.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Clearly,' said Luke, 'something's going on that I don't know about.'
Simon looked over at him. 'Sometimes I think that's the motto of my life.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Wait a second," Clary said.
"I never understand why people say that," Luke said, to no one in particular. "I wasn't going anywhere.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Do you think it's possible to do something so bad, even if you didn't mean to do it, that you can never come back from it? That no one can forgive you?"
Luke looked at him for a long, silent moment. Then he said, "Think of someone you love, Simon. Really love. Is there anything they could ever do that would mean you would stop loving them?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I don't think she doesn't believe she can die. I think, just like you always did, she believes there are things worth dying for.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“But sleep didn't come. She could hear Jace's soft piano playing through the walls, but that wasn't what was keeping her awake. She was thinking of Simon, leaving for a house that no longer felt like home to him, of the despair in Jace's voice as he said 'I want to hate you', and of Magnus, not telling Jace the truth: that Alec did not want Jace to know about his relationship because he was still in love with him. She thought of the satisfaction it would have brought Magnus to say the words out loud, to acknowledge what the truth was, and the fact that he hadn't said them - had let Alec go on lying and pretending - because that was what Alec wanted, and Magnus cared about Alec enough to give him that. Maybe it was true what the Seelie Queen had said, after all: Love made you a liar.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“At last he reached out and with a gentle hand, closed Valentine’s eyes.
"Ave atque vale, Shadowhunter," he said.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“And I suppose you know who Magnus’ father is?” Luke said.
“I paid a lot of money once to find it out,” Raphael said.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“As Luke knelt down beside his corpse, Clary couldn’t help but remember what he had said about having loved Valentine once, about having been his closest friend. Luke, she thought with a pang. Surely he couldn’t be sad — or even grieved?
But then again, perhaps everyone should have someone to grieve for them, and there was no one else to grieve for Valentine.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“The figure in the doorway ducked; the brick hit the wall, and Luke straightened up and looked at her curiously. I hope when we're married, that's not the way you greet me every day when I come home, he said.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“And when Jace was ten years old, Valentine killed him. Michael,
I mean."
"That sounds like something he would do," said Luke. His tone was neutral, but there was something in his voice that made Clary look at him sideways. Did he not believe her?
"Jace saw him die, " she added, as if to bolster her claim.
"That's awful," said Luke. "Poor messed-up kid.”
― Cassandra Clare

“I have the benefit of experience which tells me that sulking solves nothing”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“He had never felt entirely comfortable around Raphael. Raphael seemed to him like Loki or some other trickster God, sometimes working for good and sometimes for evil, but always in his own interests.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“She saw Luke, standing atop a pile of bones. Jace with white feathered wings sprouting out of his back, Isabelle sitting naked with her whip curled around her like a net of gold rings, Simon with crosses burned into the palms of his hands. Angels, falling and burning. Falling out of the sky.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Luke made pasta." - Jocelyn Fray”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“This isn't a situation, okay? I save that word for when things get really bad.'
'Really bad? This isn't really bad? what do you want, a nuclear -'
She broke off with a scream as Lily, braving the light, launched herself at Jace, her teeth bared in a searing snarl. Jace seized the second blade from his belt and hurled it through the air; Lily fell back screeching, a long gash sizzling down her arm. As she staggered, the other vampires surged forward around her. There were so many of them, Clary thought, so many-
She fumbled at her belt, her fingers closing around the hilltop the dagger. It felt cold and foreign in her hand. She didn't know how to use a knife. She'd never hit anyone, let alone stabbed them. She'd even skipped gym class the day they'd learned how to ward off muggers and rapists with ordinary objects like car keys and pencils. She pulled the knife red, raised it in a shaking hand -
The windows exploded inwards in a shower of broken glass. She heard herself cry out, saw the vampires - barely an arms length from her and Jace - whirl in astonishment, shock mingling with terror on their faces. Through the shattered windows came dozens of sleek shapes, four-footed and low to the ground, their coats scattering the moonlight and broken bits of glass. Their eyes were blue fire, and from their throats came a combined low growl that sounded like the roiling crash of a waterfall.
Wolves.
'Now this,' said Jace, 'is a situation.”
― Cassandra Clare, 섀도우 헌터스 : 뼈의 도시. 1

“I think, just like you always did, she believes there are things worth dying for.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“Jace had thought he and Luke would be dead by now. He wasn't sure why they weren't.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“Clary, you’re an artist, like your mother. That means you see the world in ways that other people don’t. It’s your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn’t make you crazy — just different. There’s nothing wrong with being different.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones