Quotes from Cassandra Clare

I am a Herondale. We love but once." "That is only a story." "Haven't you heard?" James said bitterly. "All the stories are true.

I am not a certified idiot—" "Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered.

Is it really love to tell someone that if it came down to picking between them and every other life on the planet, you'd pick them? Is that — I don't know, is that a moral sort of love at all?' 'Love isn't moral or immoral,' said Clary. 'It just is.' 'I know,' Simon said. 'But the actions we take in the name of love, those are moral or immoral.

No." Magnus strode toward him. "I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else-someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.

Hang Mortmain," said Will. "And I mean that literally, of course, but also figuratively.

Tessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What had she nearly told Will?

Sometimes the only choice is between acceptance and madness.

You're a public menace. You shouldn't be allowed out on your own.

I like ducks." Jem observed diplomatically. "Esspecially the ones in Hyde Park." He glanced side ways at Will; both boys were sitting at the edge of a high table, thier legs dangling over the side. "Remember when you tried to convince me to feed pultry pie the the mallards in the park to see if you couls breed a race of cannibal ducks?" "They ate it too," Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.

I fell in love with you," he said, "because you were one of the bravest people I've ever known. So how could I ask you to stop being brave just because I loved you?

You bit de Quincey," he said. "You fool. He's a vampire. You know what it means to bite a vampire." "I had no choice," said Will. "He was choking me." "I know," Jem said. "But really, Will. Again?

Why all these paintings of you? Because I'm 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.

Maybe you should call him,' Simon suggested, trying not to think too hard about how weird it was to be giving a demon hunter advice about possibly dating a warlock.

Doing the right thing because you love someone sucks sometimes.

We will stand bravely with you!" Malcolm announced. Catarina looked darkly at him, and he quailed. "Well, we will stand bravely near you. Or at least within earshot.

The wishes of our hearts are weapons that can be used against us.

They all have always loved you, Will Herondale, for you cannot hide what is good about yourself, however hard you try.

Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate." "I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow!

I don't think so," Clary said. "I think maybe she reminded me of you." "Because I'm tiny, blonde, and look good in pigtails?

She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war.

The witchlight made his skin paler, his eyes more intently blue. They were the color of the water in the North Atlantic, where the ice drifted on its blue-black surface like the snow clinging to the dark glass pane of a window.

Clary," he said. "You saved my life." "I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire." His lips twitched imperceptibly. "Okay," he said. "So maybe our problems aren't like other couples.

You look happy," he said to Clary. He swiveled his gaze to Jace. "And a good thing for you that she does." Jace raised an eyebrow. "Is this the part where you tell me that if I hurt her, you'll kill me?" "No," said Simon, "If you hurt Clary, she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons." Jace looked pleased by the thought.

Magnus snapped his fingers again, menacingly. "Get up." "Or you'll be the next one to go up in smoke," said Simon with relish. "There's no need to clarify my finger snap. The implication was clear in the snap itself.