Quotes from Cassandra Clare

I recall what you said to me once," Will went on. "That words have the power to change us. Your words have changed me, Tess; they have made me a better man than I would have been otherwise. Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -

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.

Gold to airy thinness beat.

They're here right now?" Clary sputtered. "But—I'm wearing a T-shirt that says 'Unicorn Power'—" "There are no such things as unicorns," Jace said. "I know," Clary said. "That's why it's funny

I wish I was close to Jace Herondale," Julie sighted. "He is so gorgeous." "He is foxier than a fox fur in a fox hole on fox hunting day," Beatriz agreed dreamily.

Some burns," Clary said. "Nothing that matters" "Everything that happens to you matters to me." "Well that certainly explains why you haven't called me back once. And the last time I saw you, you ran away without telling me why. It's like dating a ghost." Jace's mouth quirked up slightly at the side. "Not exactly. Isabelle actually dated a ghost. She could tell you--" "No," Clary said. "It was a metaphor. And you know exactly what I mean.

Give me the baby," Maryse said jealously. "You've had him for four whole minutes, Clarissa.

Show them what a shadowhunter is made of; show them you aren't afraid

I remember you saying that growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change.I guess that means I've grown up now...

And you love Sophie." Gideon's mouth tensed. "She's a mundane and a servant," said Gabriel. "I don't know what you expect to come of it, Gideon." "Nothing," Gideon said roughly. "I expect nothing. But the fact that you believe I should shows that our family brought us up to believe that we should do right only if some reward was the result.

I told you before, Jem, that you would not leave me," Will said, his bloody hand on the hilt of the dagger. "And you are still with me. When I breathe, I will think of you, for without you I would have been dead years ago. When I wake up and when I sleep, when I lift up my hands to defend myself of when I lie down to die, you will be with me.

She had no recollection, later, of having decided what to do next, or of having hunted for something to wear, but somehow she was hurrying down the stairs, dressed in shadowhunter gear, the letter in one hand and the chain with the ring clasped hastily around her throat.

I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.

Ty: Were you running away? Kit: I was going for a walk. Ty: No, you're lying. You were running away. Kit: Why do you care what I do? Ty: I'm a Shadowhunter. We help people. Kit: Now you're lying Ty: I need you. You might be surprised to hear that.

A massive fir, it rose to nearly touch the ceiling at the far end of the ballroom. When Will asked Charlotte how on earth it had gotten in there, she had only waved her hands and said something about Magnus.

Each time Alec finished a postcard, he wrote 'Wish you were here' at the end. And each time, Magnus snatched the card and wrote, with a flourish, 'Except not really'. Alec finished his last postcard, and Magnus reached for it, then let his hand drop. He read what Alec had written and smiled, charmed and surprised. On the postcard to his sister, Alec had added, 'Wish you were here. Except not really' himself. He shot Magnus a tiny grin.

All Lightwoods look the same to me—

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

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

When I am with you, I imagine that my heart is beating, though it has not beaten for seven years. You give me so much, and I can give you nothing at all.

We were once getting married. And I have loved you all this time- a century and a half. -Jem

I was Marked by a very cute boy with terrible impulse control. I don't remember because I was basically unconscious but everyone was mad at him when I woke up. The end, love Clary.

The right man won't care

You know men. We have delicate egos.