Quotes from Cassandra Clare

Amar es destruir, y ser amado es ser destruido.

Your father," Luke said, "what did he say to you when you saw him? What did he promise you?" "Oh, you know. The usual. A lifetime's supply of Knicks tickets.

Simon I've been trying to call you, but it seems like your phone is turned off. I don't know where you are right now. I don't know if Clary's already told you what happened tonight. But I have to go to Magnus's and I'd really like you to be there. I'm scared for my brother. I never ask you for anything, Simon, but I'm asking you now. Please come. Isabelle. Simon let the letter fall from his hand. He was out of the apartment and on his way down the steps before it had even hit the floor.

That was the justice of Heaven. I trust that you are not dismayed.

Clary," he said. "You're Clary. You're my best friend.

Whither thou goest, I will go, James. Even unto the tedious suburb of Highgate.

How easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever.

Sophie," he said, and when she gave him a stern look, he took a hasty swig of the posset. "Miss Collins. I have not yet had a chance to properly apologize to you, so let me take it now. Please forgive me for the trick I played on you with the scones. I did not mean to show you disrespect. I hope you do not imagine I think any less of you for your position in the household, for you are one of the finest and bravest ladies I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.

Isabelle: Do you want some soup? Jace: No Isabelle: Do you think Hodge will want some soup? Jace: No one wants soup Simon: I want some soup! Jace: No, you don't. You just want to sleep with Isabelle

He was all silver and ashes, not like Will's strong colors of blue and black and gold.

I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death.

He knew what 'I love you' meant, and he knew it was good, but he didn't understand why it was an explanation for anything.

Oh, its big enough," he said patronizingly, "but somehow I was expecting…you know." He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat. "It's the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl," said Isabelle. -Jace & Isabelle, pg.349-

Is this one of those days where we all stalk out in fury? Because I simply haven't got the energy for it.

Speaking of luck, Isabelle Lightwood is a total babe. Actually, she's better than a babe: She's a hero. She came all the way here to tell the world you were hers. You're telling me she doesn't know another hero when she sees one? You're going to figure out what you're doing here. Isabelle Lightwood believes in you, and for what it's worth, I do too.

Remember how before, I was talking about Dungeons and Dragons? Vividly, Jace said. It was a dark time.

She closed her hands around his and shut her eyes, imagining their bed cut free of this strange prison, floating through space or on the surface of the ocean, just the two of them alone.

Ma'am," Magnus said, advancing. "I must counsel you not to exit the carriage while a demon-slaying is in progress.

A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude.

Magnus Bane," said Magnus. "High Warlock of Brooklyn and Scrabble champion.

If love is great, then it is worth fighting for." "What if it is immoral somehow? Forbidden?" "Forbidden? But my father's love for my mother was forbidden, or at least against the law. Or do mean if she is married, or a vampire?" "Or a married vampire." "Well, nevertheless," Will said, with a grin. "One should fight on. Love conquers all." Will and Jem

My old tutor used to say that the hearts of Nephilim were like the hearts of angels: They felt every human pain, and never healed

How much love people have denied themselves through the ages because they believed they did not deserve it. As if the waste of love is not the greater tragedy.

Why is it, little Shadowhunter, that your angels are so cold and without mercy? Why do they break that which will not obey them?