Cassandra Clare Quotes

Regret is such a pointless emotion, don't you agree?

Why do you do these things to yourself? Not just what you did to the window, but the way you talked to Clary. What are you punishing yourself for? You can't help how you feel.

Because you told me you don't have feelings for me anymore, and you see, that's very akward, because I still have them for you. And I bet you know it.

You disappear so completely into your head sometimes," he said. "I wish I could follow you.

It doesn't matter how many times you say it. It'll still be true.' 'And it doesn't matter what you won't let me say, that'll still be true too.

Then again, it was Jace. He'd pick a fight with a Mack truck if the urge took him.

They confused beauty with innocence and harmlessness.

Seeing through glamour is easy. It's people that are hard.

Half of your attention is better than all of anyone else's.

He's not here." "Not here like he just popped around the corner to the bodega for a six-pack of Diet Coke and a box of Krispy Kremes, or not here like.

You don't believe me?" Jace asked. "Fine. Go ahead. Kiss me right now." Alec stared at him in horror. "Exactly. Despite my staggering good lucks, you actually don't like me that way.

You don't need to worry, though. He's not my type." "I don't think I've ever heard a girl say that before," said Simon. "I thought Jace was the kind of guy who was everyone's type.

If there was one thing she was learning from all this, it was how easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever.

nothing ventured, nothing gained.

There was something about Jace, though, that made her want to push him, crack that shell of cynicism and make him admit her believed something, felt something, cared about anythinng at all.

Hi, I'm one of the knife-carrying hooligans you met last night in Pandemonium? I'm afraid I made a bad impression and was hoping you'd give me a chance to make it up to-" "SIMON!

The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.

Well, you know, your mom gets like this sometimes," Simon said. "Like when she breathes in or out.

You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?

Well, she's not responding to my advances," he observed more brightly than he felt, "so she must be dead." "Or she's a woman of good taste and sense.

cleverness that comes too late is hardly cleverness at all?

Unless there was a reason for me to stay.

There was something peculiarly gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out.

She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water. Holy water and blood.

He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.

I must say, I rather like the way you manage Will.

There was a man who was worthless, and knew he was worthless, and yet however far down he tried to sink his soul, there was always some part of him capable of great action.

Were you thinking about eating me?

I do not walk like a duck.

And of course you wouldn't be going alone,' Will said impatiently. 'I would go with you. I wouldn't let anything happen to you.

I'm not going to be at all pleased if you've blinded me, Henry.

He always lived in his head. He never cared about how things were, only how they would be, someday, when he had everything he wanted. When we had everything we wanted.

I know there are monsters on this earth,' said Tessa. 'You cannot tell me otherwise. I have seen them.

Whoever loves you now—and you must also love yourself—will love the truth of you.

Downworld?" Tessa echoed, puzzled. "Is that a place in London?" "Never mind that," said Will. "I'm boasting of my investigative skills, and I would prefer to do it without interruption.

Do you normally turn up in gentlemen's bedrooms in the middle of the night? If I'd known that, I would have campaigned harder to make sure Charlotte let you stay.

Will looked up in apparent relief when Charlotte and Tessa came in. "Will," Charlotte said, "You remember Miss Gray?" "My recollection of her," said Will, "is most vivid indeed.

So you're not going to speak tonight," Tessa said. "At all." "Not unless you instruct me to," said Will. "This evening sounds as if it might be better than I thought.

I love you Clary. More then I ever-- God. More than i probably should. You know that, don't you?

Kyle want to be a rockstar. I think hes working the one-name thing. Like Rihanna." "I have no idea what you're talking about.

Hail and Farewell, my brother.

You know," Kirk said finally, breaking the silence. "I see it. He is pretty hot.

So you interrupted my date to make fun of me for still living with my parents. Couldn't you have done that on a night I didn't have a date? That's most nights, in case you're curious.

As long as everyone's wearing their own pants." "I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation.

What's all this about yanking poor Magnus and Alec back from their vacation?" Isabelle demanded. "They have opera tickets!

To love something is to destroy it forever.

I feel a sense of responsibility," said Jordan. "And where is this feeling located? In your pants, perhaps?

Chairmen Meow deserves me every effort.

What is one person's pleasure is another's poison.

There is no god, not a god who would create the things I saw