Quotes by Cassandra Clare

Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someones belongings strewn all over the landing with a note attached to a jacket lapel addressed to A lying liar who lies. Right now there was a bouquet of flowers taped to the door with a card tucked among the blooms that read IM SORRY. That was the thing about New York: you always knew more about your neighbors business than you wanted to.

Demon pox, oh demon poxJust how is it acquired?One must go down to the bad part of townUntil one is very tired.Demon pox, oh demon pox, I had it all along—Not the pox, you foolish blocks,I mean this very song—For I was right, and you were wrong!

Jace said that the cast of Gilligans Island could do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.

We may not be all that bright, Jace said, but at least we are alive.

Who cares if you have a girlfriend, anyway?I care Simon said gloomily. Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor. And he smells like windex.

Ive been thinking of installing a train in my house. It could bring me shrimp crackers from the kitchen.

Breaking away from Gideon with some reluctance, Sophie rose to her feet and dusted off her dress. Please forgive me, my dear Mr. Lightwood- I mean Gideon- but I must go and murder the cook. I shall be directly back.

Keep up, said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. I dont want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothings happened to you.So dont bother.Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you, he pointed out. Well, Id certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.He blinked. There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it.

She made an impatient noise. By the Angel, you dont know anything about your kid, do you? Do you even really know how vampires are made?Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much ...

My darling, you are indisposed! You must remain abed for the next eight months. Little Buford - I am NOT naming our child Buford...

The door buzzer sounded again. The two boys exchanged a single look before both bolting down the narrow hallway to the door. Jordan got there first. He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door, ripped the coats off it, and flung the door wide, the rack held aboe his head like a javelin. On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. Is that a coatrack?Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. If youd been a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful.Yes, said Jace. Or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats.

Simon turned to Jordan, who was lying down across the futon, his head propped against one of the woven throw pillows. How much of that did you hear?Enough to gather that were going to a party tonight, said Jordan. I heard about the Ironworks event. Im not in the Garroway pack, so I wasnt invited.I guess youre coming as my date now. Simon shoved the phone back into his pocket. Im secure enough in my masculinity to accept that, said Jordan. Wed better get you something nice to wear, though, he called as Simon headed back into his room. I want you to look pretty.

She smiled smugly. “We came to an agreement, the duck and I.

jaces clothes had been clean,stylish,ordinary. Sebastian had been wearing a long black wool trench coat that had looked expensive. Like an evil Burbeery ad, Simon said when she was done.

Little James Herondale, age two, was in fact holding a dagger quite well. He stabbed it into a sofa cushion, sending out a burst of feathers. Ducks, he said, pointing at the feathers.

I thought you came down right on the side of go directly to jail, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollars.

When did you get that?The shirt? At Macys. Winter sale.

He picked up the sketchbook, turning it so she could see his work - a gorgeous rendition of a stone bridge theyd passed, surrounded by the drooping boughs of oak trees.You could sketch me, said Emma. She flung herself down onto her seat, leaning her head on her hand. Draw me like one of your french girls.

Havent you ever heard of pornographic gibberish before?

One must always be careful of books, said Tessa, and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us. Im not sure a book has ever changed me, Will finished. Well, there is one volume that promises to teach one how to turn into an entire flock of sheep- Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry, said Tessa, determined not to let him run wildly off with the course. Of course, why one would want to be and fire flock of sheep is another matter entirely, Will finished.