Quotes About Friendship

She's alive," Thomas said, not opening his eyes. "What?" Will was caught off guard. "The one you come back for. Her. Tessa. She's with Sophie.

And now, I'm going to sleep. I'll see you in the morning, he said to Simon. "You," he said to Jace, "well, I guess I'll see you around. You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met." "That's too bad," said Jace, "since all the ones you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown." Kyle rolled his eyes and left, banging his bedroom door shut behind him.

Were you thinking about eating me?" Will inquired. "No!" "No one would blame you," said Jem. "He's very annoying.

Simon - "You look happy. And a good thing for you that she does" Jace - "Is this the part where you tell me if I hurt her, you'll kill me?" Simon - "No. If you hurt Clary, she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons.

Will had shrugged once, helplessly. He had almost wished Jem would be angry with him. It would have been easier. He'd never felt so small within himself as he did when he faced Jem's expansive kindness.

It was only recently that Isabelle had realized other girls weren't just for envying, avoiding, or disliking.

We have a name," said Jace. "Magnes B-" "Shut up." Alec hissed, thwacking Jace with his closed menu. Jace looked injured. "Jesus," he rubbed his arm. "What's your problem?

Told you what?" Alec's hand slid up Jace's arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand, red-faced, while Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee. -pg.139-

Come on," he said. "Let's get back to Alec before he decides Isabelle and Simon are having sex off in the caves and starts freaking out.

Tessa knows Will," protested Charlotte. "She trusts Will." "Iwouldn't go that far," muttered Tessa.

You may fear what will happen if you speak your heart. You may wish to hide things because you fear hurting others. But secrets have a way of eating at relationships, Jamie. At love, at friendship—they undermine and destroy them until in the end you find you are bitterly alone with the secrets you kept.

I see you're trying to distract me from the real point here," Magnus said instead. "You had a birthday - a perfect excuse for me to throw one of my famous parties - and you didn't even tell me about it?

Clary - "Look you can date whoever you want and I will totally support you. I am all about support. Support is my middle name." Simon- "So that's why you never told me your middle name. I figured it was something embarrasing.

I don't remember everything," he said. "Not yet. But I remember you." He brought her hand up, touched the gold ring on her right index finger, the Fair Folk metal warm to the touch. "Clary," he said. "You're Clary. You're my best friend.

Jace Herondale and Clary Fairchild ran the New York Institute.

Who cares if you have a girlfriend, anyway?" "I care" Simon said gloomily. "Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor. And he smells like windex.

Simon looked at Jordan who was looking at Maia again. She had her back to them and was talking to Luke and Jocelyn, laughing, flinging her curly hair back. "Don't even think about it," Simon said, and got up. He pointed at Jordan. "You stay here." "And do what?" "Whatever Praetor Lupas do in this situation. Meditate. Contemplate your Jedi powers. Whatever.

The descent into hell is easy." said Alec. "You just said kiss the cook" "Dammit" said Simon. "I knew Jace was screwing with me

Tell me, Matthew," James said. "Tell me the name of the shadow that is always hanging over you. I can become a shadow. I could fight it for you.

I thought it was keep your friends close so you have someone to drive the car when you sneak over to your enemy's house at night and throw up in his mailbox," -Jace

It's that I think Will is angry with me," Tessa explained. "So whatever he told you—" He laughed. "Will is angry with everyone," he said. "I don't let it color my judgment.

Simon kept pace beside Clary for a few moments without speaking before he said, "So what did I miss? Naked dancing ladies?" Clary thought of the male faerie's torn-open ribs and shuddered. "Nothing that pleasant.

But you've never drunk fresh blood. Have you?" Simon raised his own eyebrows in response. "Well, aside from mine, of course," Jace said. "And I'm sure my blood is fan-tastic." Simon set the empty flask down on the arm of the chair by the bed. "There's something very wrong with you," he said. "Mentally, I mean.

For the first time, he looked at her, and she wasn't a stranger, she was Clary—his friend. His family. The girl he'd sworn always to protect. The girl he loved as fiercely as he loved himself.