Cassandra Clare Quotes

Let me say to you what I said once, in an entirely different context to Catherine the Great," Magnus declared. "My dear lady, you cannot afford me,and also, please leave that horse alone. Good night.

He didn't know what books meant to her, that books were symbols of truth and meaning.

If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to.

He wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her. But it was Jem’s place to do those things, not his. Not his.” -Will Herondale

I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!

So, what are you?" "What I am is someone who doesn't want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.

How can you not care?" "Practice," Magnus said, looking back to his book and turning the page.

Do you not tire of eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering?" "By leaping into the Void? Not really.

Love makes liars of us all.

And who are all these people? There weren't this many when I fell asleep." Alfie shrugged, indicating that the universe was mysterious and nothing would ever be fully understood.

Come with me." "Come with you? To Pandemonium? To the Void? And here I thought that my invitation to summer in New Jersey was the worst I had ever received.

They both believed in her even when she didn’t believe in herself.

The world is the same but you are different

Shutting your eyes and pretending something's not happening doesn't make it not true, Jace.

What is Aldous capable of?" "Aldous is two thousands years old. He's capable of anything." "Aldous Nix is two thousands years old?" "So, I've heard. He doesn't invite me to his birthday parties.

Oh God.” said Magnus, “they’re dead. They’re all dead!

Go to faeries for gossip about vampires, to werewolves for gossip about faeries, and do not gossip about werewolves, because they try to bite your face off: that was Magnus's motto.

Magnus did not like to go near the Hotel Dumont if he could help it. It was decrepit and unsettling, it held bad memories, and it also occasionally held his evil former lady love.

They landed at Simon's feet. "Take your clothes and go!" Isabelle shouted.

Why did he kiss you?" she said.

And like lambs to a slaughter we shall follow.

He has become a worm. That is what I am telling you." "I don't suppose it would be possible," said Henry into the silence, "to, er, step on him?

Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star.

Because in the end nothing is worse than seeing the fall of one you loved. It was somehow worse than losing a love. It made everything seem questionable. It made the past bitter and confused.

You called me and said you were home and wanted to go out for a pizza." "I did? What time is it?" "Time for pizza," [Catarina] replied.

I was Marked by a very cute boy with terrible impulse control. I don't remember because I was basically unconscious but everyone was mad at him when I woke up. The end, love Clary.

Sometimes the newly Marked go into shock. The good news is, if this happens to you, you are unlikely to notice, because you will be in shock.

Heroes aren't always the ones who win. They're the ones who lose, sometimes. But they keep fighting, they keep coming back. They don't give up. That's what makes them heroes.

You're a reader as well as a writer, so write what you'd want to read.

It is a far greater thing that I do now, than I've ever done before.

Books will always be there for you.

All things tend toward entropy. The whole universe is moving outward, the stars pulling away from one another, God knows what falling through the cracks between them.

The devil has no power ... except in the dark.

You cannot hide your true self forever.

And write what you love - dont feel pressured to write serious prose if what you like is to be funny. You're a reader as well as a writer, so write what you'd want to read.

My grandfather was a movie producer, and so I grew up on movie sets.

I have specific playlists for different books and characters. So, I need to have those with me. It helps me get into the mindset of the book.

I think the main thing to remember when writing a novel is to stay true to the characters.

Maybe Alexander Lightwood would not break his heart.

Wanderlust is not unheard of in our kind; it comes upon us now and then. When you can live forever, staying in one place can come to seem a dull prison after many, many years.

Don't sulk. For someone with all the grace and coordination of a pregnant wildebeest, you did great.

He'd felt like a jack-o-lantern for the past few days, as if his guts had been yanked out with a fork and dumped in a heap while a grinning smile stayed plastered on his face.

You might want to lie down," Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.

You're so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can't find anything. He's compulsive.

Tact is just lying for adults.

Wait." Clary was suddenly nervous. "The melted metal-it could be, like, toxic or something." Maia snorted. "I'm from New Jersey. I born in toxic sludge.

Other people have shrubbery in their gardens. You have a bottomless pit.

Love makes you a liar.

I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.

I saw Jonathan after he faced the fear demon, you know. It showed itself to him as you. That told me all I needed to know. The greatest fear in Jonathan’s life is the love he feels for his sister.