Quotes by Cassandra Clare

“We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!”

“There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.”

“As long as I can dream, I will dream of you.”

“Ive never minded it, he went on. Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew ones own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.”

“He made a sound like a choked laughed before he reached out and pulled her into her arms. She was aware of Luke watching them from the window, but she shut her eyes resolutely and buried her face against Jaces shoulder. He smelled of salt and blood, and only when his mouth came close to her ear did she understand what he was saying, and it was the simplest litany of all: her name, just her name.”

“My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health.”

“Why all these paintings of you? Because Im an artist, Emma. These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.”

“Emma, everyones afraid of something. We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Dont wish you didnt fear anything. All that would mean is that you didnt feel anything.”

“Value your parabatai, he said. For it is a precious bond. All love is precious. It is why we do what we do. Why do we fight demons? Why are they not fit custodians of this world? What makes us better? It is because they do not build, but destroy. They do not love, but hate only. We are human and fallible, we Shadowhunters. But if we did not have the capability to love, we could not guard humans; we must love to guard them. My parabatai, he loved like few ever could love, with all and everything. I see you are like that too; it burns more brightly in you than the fire of Heaven”

“to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”

“He can touch your soul. And there is a difference between having your heart break and having your soul shatter.”

“There is no pretending, Jace said with absolute clarity. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, Ill love you then.”

“Hearts are breakable, Isabelle said. And I think even when you heal, youre never what you were before.”

“Not enough, he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it wont be enough.”

“I just dont see why the past has to matter.”

“And Im suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...? His voice tightened. And meanwhile, Ill die a little bit more every day, watching.”

“And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before – bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it – but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.”

“And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss she had endured, and she wept for Emma and the Blackthorns, remembering how they had fought back tears when she had told them that she had seen Mark in the tunnels of Faerie, and how he belonged to the Hunt now, and she wept for Simon and the hole in her heart where he had been, and the she would miss him every day until she died, and she wept for herself and the changes that had been wrought in her, because sometimes even change for the better felt like a little death.”

“I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.”

“Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of faith in his eyes, his belief in her. He had always thought she was strong. He had showed it in everything he did, in every look and every touch. Simon had faith in her too, yet when hed held her, it had been as if she were something fragile, something made of delicate glass. But Jace had held her with all the strength he had, never wondering if she could take it--hed known she was as strong has he was.”