Cassandra Clare Quotes

It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green." "If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood," said Jace.

There was an electric anger in his gaze, and a sort of challenge that made Simon long to hit him with something heavy. Like a pickup truck.

He had become a monster. You just couldn't see it...because it wore the face of a friend.

Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love.

Are you the one with the blue eyes?" "Actually, my eyes are usually described as golden...and luminous.

Lawful good to lawful evil!" said Simon, pleased. "He's quoting Dungeons and Dragons," said Clary. "Ignore him.

Clarissa," he said, "here with the vampire, I see. When things have settled a bit, we really must discuss you choice in pets.

Or perhaps this hostility of yours is the pretense. Love does make liars out of your kind.

Hey Baby. Baby? You're kidding me, right? I was trying it out. No? No.

i've never asked him but i'm sure he has a fairly stringent policy about random teenagers lurking in his strubbery

he's probably never met a six-foot tall hot elf-women in a fur bikini either.

Are you trying to get run over by a cab? Don't be ridiculous. We could never get a cab that easily in this neighborhood

aren't you, uh... reproducing? "sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things.

You're an idiot." "I've never claimed to be otherwise.

Is he dead?" he inquired. "He looks dead." "No," snapped Maryse. "He's not dead." "Have you checked? I could kick him if you want.

All that existed was Jace; all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered.

well that's convenient, i guess blessings are easier to come by than i thought. maybe i should ask for blessings on my mission against all those who wear white after labor day

I thought I'd lie on the floor and writhe in pain for a while," he grunted, "It relaxes me." "It does? Oh - you're being sarcastic. That's a good sign probably.

So you decided to help us by killing the guy we were talking to?" Clary demanded "Because you thought he had a shady past? Who- who does that? It doesnt make any sense.

If it's the lack of forbidden you're worried about. You could still forbid me to do things." "What kind of things?" She felt him smile against her mouth. "Things like this.

So it's true. You can walk in sunlight. I thought perhaps it might have worn off." "If I feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know.

There is nothing quite like the moral absolutism of the young." -Hodge

Jace hated it when other people were worried on his behalf. It made him feel like maybe there really was something to worry about.

I never said that. I just didn't correct you when you were, you know, wrong. Anyway, I just saved you from being burned to death, so I figure you're not allowed to be mad." -Jace

Waiting for a special occasion to kill me? Christmas is coming.

Only mundanes say they're sorry when what they mean is "I share your grief,"' Jace observed.

Nothing less than 7 inches.

Shadowhunters were brought up to handle anything, weren't they?

Maybe you should call him,' Simon suggested, trying not to think too hard about how weird it was to be giving a demon hunter advice about possibly dating a warlock.

It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy, just different.

If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes.

It's Simon, he's missing." Ahh." said Magnus delicately "Missing what exactly?" Missing!" Jace repeated "As in gone, absent, notable for his lack of presence, disappeared

Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like "ducking glass mole.

The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love."— Madame Dorothea

nothing says 'I love you' like reducing yourself to a smoldering pile of ashes

Every memory was valuable; even the bad ones.

You never really hate anyone as much as someone you cared about once.

Raphael snapped, "This isn't funny." "That's why no one's laughing." Jace stood, hauling Raphael upright, jamming the tip of his knife between Raphael's shoulder blades.

My blood in his veins." ~Jace

Oh, come on," Clary said. "You're a vampire, not Spider-Man.

He'll come back," Simon said again. "For you.

It is not the same thing to be good and to be kind.

How strange to have the power to literally transform yourself into other people, and yet be so unable to put yourself in their place.

It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, but it was all there was.

Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love.

Glory?....Glory belongs to God alone.

Sometimes you don't have to search out danger, sometimes danger finds you

Are you going to wolf out and eat me now?" "Certainly not, you'd be stringy and hard to digest." "But kosher." "I'll be sure to point any Jewish lycanthropes in your direction.

Doing the right thing because you love someone sucks sometimes.

Is that why you didn't call me? Because I'm an idiot?