Quotes by Cassandra Clare

She was afraid of nothing and demanded everything.

Everyone has something they cant live without.

Magnus began to be truly alarmed. Wills voice would have shaken, betraying that his cruelty had been part of his playacting, but his sons laugh was that of someone genuinely delighted by the chaos erupting all around him

Ragnor [was] always happy to see chaos, but not be involved in it.

You are a great deal of trouble, Jace herondale. “So I’ve been told” jace said

Love?” Michael smiled down at his hands. “Love, real love, is being seen. Being known. Knowing the ugliest part of someone, and loving them anyway. And . . . I guess I think two people in love become something else, something more than the sum of their parts, you know? That it must be like you’re creating a new world that exists just for the two of you. You’re gods of your own pocket universe.” He laughed a little then, as if he felt foolish. “That must sound ridiculous.” “No,” Robert said, the truth dawning over him. Michael didn’t talk like someone who was guessing—he talked like someone who knew.

Idris had been green and gold and russet in the autumn, when Clary had first been there. It had a stark grandeur in the winter: the mountains rose in the distance, capped white with snow, and the trees along the side of the road that led back to Alicante from the lake were stripped bare, their leafless branches making lace-like patterns against the bright sky.Sometimes Jace would slow the horse to point out the manor houses of the richer Shadowhunter families, hidden from the road when the trees were full but revealed now. She felt his shoulders tense as they passed one that nearly melded with the forest around it: it had clearly been burned and rebuilt. Some of the stones still bore the black marks of smoke and fire. “The Blackthorn manor,” he said. “Which means that around this bend in the road is …” He paused as Wayfarer summited a small hill, and reined him in so they could look down to where the road split in two. One direction led back toward Alicante — Clary could see the demon towers in the distance — while the other curled down toward a large building of mellow golden stone, surrounded by a low wall. “ … the Herondale manor,” Jace finished.The wind picked up; icy, it ruffled Jace’s hair. Clary had her hood up, but he was bare-headed and bare-handed, having said he hated wearing gloves when horseback riding. He liked to feel the reins in his hands. “Did you want to go and look at it?” she asked.His breath came out in a white cloud. “I’m not sure.

Well, I want novels, said Tessa. Or poetry. Books are for reading, not for turning oneself into livestock. Wills eyes glittered. I think we may have a cope of Alices Adventures in Wonderland about somewhere. Tessa wrinkled her nose. Oh, thats for little children, isnt it? she said. I never liked it much-seemed like so much nonsense. Wills eyes were very blue. Theres plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.

I’m just surprised your parents let you go online,” Call said. It was such a regular, non-fancy way to waste time. When he imagined her outside the Magisterium, having fun, he imagined her riding a polo pony, although he wasn’t exactly sure what that was or how it was different from a regular pony.

He remembered running through the streets of Alicante with Tavvy in his arms, stumbling on the cracked paving. trying to keep his little brothers face mashed against his shoulder so that he wouldnt see the blood and death all around him.

We who are immortal, we are chained to this life by a chain of gold, and we dare not sever it for fear of what lies beyond the drop.

It was as hard to comprehend that your life would never end as it was to comprehend that it would.

Because that which was new was almost always temporary. And that which was temporary broke your heart.

...khalepa ta kala...It means that that which is worth having--the good, fine, honorable, and noble things--are difficult to attain...It means something else as well...It means beauty is harsh.

I think everyone is strong and weak in different ways.

Do you want to hear it or not? You have to keep it a secret.“ I would pluck out my own eyes with a fork before I would give away your secrets, “ Simon said, then looked anxious. “ Wait a second. Do you think that„s likely to be required?

Not giving him booze, are you? Hes a little young for it.

Keeping demons from this world is your mandate, a mandate from heaven. And a mandate from heaven isnt something you can just ignore.

she glanced down and saw that a glove of blood covered her lower arm from the elbow to the wrist. The arm was throbbing, stiff, and painful. Is this when you start tearing strips off your T-shirt to bind up my wound? she joked. She hated the sight of blood, especially her own. If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked. He dug into his pocket and brought out his stele. It would have been a lot less painful.

Even more blood welled up and spilled down his arm, splattering onto the ground.“Camille’s carpet,” Magnus protested.“It’s blood,” said Will. “She ought to be thrilled.