Quotes from Cassandra Clare

As long as you exist and I exist, I will love you.

Simon, you're blushing," observed Jace. "And you're a vampire and almost never blush, so this better be really juicy. And weird. Were bicycles involved in some kinky way? Vacuum cleaners? Umbrellas?

He wants her in his bedroom. And not in that way — no girl has ever been in his bedroom that way. It is his private space, his sanctuary. But he wants Clary there. He wants her to see him, the reality of him, not the image he shows the world. He wants to lie down on the bed with her and have her curl into him. He wants to hold her as she breathes softly through the night; to see her as no one else sees her: vulnerable and asleep. To see her and to be seen.

You like the party?" "Is it in honor of anything?" "My cat's birthday." "Oh." She glanced around. "Where's your cat?" "I dont know. He ran away." -Magnus & Clary, pg.221-

You have a dark heart in you, Valentine's daughter," he said. "You just won't admit it. And if you want Jace, you had better accept it. Because he belongs to me now.

Life is short, and wisdom long to learn.

Unpleasant?" he finished for her. "Only on the days when my adoptive mother tosses me out of the house with instructions never to darken her door again. Usually, I'm remarkably good-natured. Try me on any day that doesn't end in y.

So you're suggesting we take the train up to York, meet a ninety-year-old man, leap on him, and yank out his hair? I'm sure the Clave will be ecstatic." "They'll just say you're mad," said Jessamine. "They already think it, so what's the difference, really?

Fine," Kyle said. "I'm a werewolf. I'm not part of a pack, but I do have an alliance. Have you heard of the Praetor Lupus?" "I've heard of lupus," said Simon. "Isn't it a kind of disease?

This is your true self, Tessa. This power is who you are. Whoever loves you now - and you must also love yourself - will love the truth of you.

What's the Nephilim motto again?" " 'We are dust and shadows,' " said Ty, not looking up from his book. "Some of us are very handsome dust," Jace added

Change is no loss, Will. Not always.

Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death.

Oh God." said Magnus, "they're dead. They're all dead!

You have a book that's also a face?

You are all that exists on the earth and under the sky that I do love.

She soared above the ground, and he kept her tethered to the earth. Without him she would be lost among the clouds.

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

I love round tables. They suit me so much better than a square." Magnus, pg. 137

I really wish you hadn't worn that sweater,'he muttered into her ear. 'It's good practice for you,' she replied,her lips moving against his skin. 'Tomorrow,fishnets.' Against her side,warm and familiar,she felt him laugh.

We're Nephilim. Every one of our life's passages has some mystical component — our births, our deaths, our, marriages, everything has a ceremony and a rune. There is one as well if you wish to become someone's parabatai. It's no small commitment.

A gentle boy with a gentle soul, but every soul contains its own opposite, and the opposite of gentleness was ruthlessness—the beautiful wreckage of mercy.

Do you miss Wales?" Tessa inquired. Will shrugged lightly. "What's to miss? Sheep and singing," he said. "And the ridiculous language. Fe hoffwn i fod mor feddw, fyddai ddim yn cofio fy enw." "What does that mean?" "It means 'I wish to get so drunk I no longer remember my own name,' Quite useful.

Please," Alec said, pulling out his stele. "I can read your face like a very open, very pornographic book. I wish I couldn't.