Quotes From "City Of Bones" By Cassandra Clare

What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there." It's a girl, " Jace said, recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one. Cassandra Clare

He made a sound like a choked laughed before he reached out and pulled her into her arms. She was aware of Luke watching them from the window, but she shut her eyes resolutely and buried her face against Jace's shoulder. He smelled of salt and blood, and only when his mouth came close to her ear did she understand what he was saying, and it was the simplest litany of all: her name, just her name. Cassandra Clare

I was trying to make you jealous! " Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?" She stared at him in bewilderment. What on earth did he mean? "Trying to make me jealous? Why would you try to do that?" She saw immediately that this was the worst thing she could have asked him." Because, " he said, so bitterly that it shocked her, "I've been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like the time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess you don't. Cassandra Clare

And when I saw him[my father] lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a God, Clary, and there might be not. Either way, we're on our own. Cassandra Clare

Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you’d get dressed up in a nurse’s outfit and give me a sponge bath?" asked Jace."It was Simon who promised you the sponge bath."" As soon as I’m back on my feet, handsome, " said Simon."I knew we should have left you a rat. Cassandra Clare

You guessed? You must have been pretty sure, considering you could have killed me."" I was ninety percent sure."" I see, " Clary said. There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put his hands on his cheek, more in surprise than pain." What the hell was that for?"" The other ten percent. . Cassandra Clare

Out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw Jace shoot her a look of white rage - but when she glanced at him, he looked as he always did: easy, confident, slightly bored." In future, Clarissa, " he said, "it might be wise to mention that you already have a man in your bed, to avoid such tedious situations."" Simon demanded, looking shaken." Ridiculous, isn't it?" said Jace. "We would never have all fit."" I didn't invite him into bed, " Clary snapped. "We were just kissing."" Just kissing?" Jace's tone mocked her with its false hurt. "How swiftly you dismiss our love. . Cassandra Clare

What are all these?" Clary asked." Vials of holy water, blessed knives, steel and silver blades, " Jace said, piling the weapons on the floor beside him, "electrum wire - not much use at the moment but it's always good to have spares - silver bullets, charms of protetion, crucifixes, stars of David-""Jesus, " said Clary"I doubt he'd fit."" Jace." Clary was appalled. Cassandra Clare

Your friend's poetry is terrible, " he said. Clary blinked, caught momentarily off guard. "What?""I said his poetry was terrible. It sounds like he ate a dictionary and started vomiting up words at random. Cassandra Clare

I don't want tea, " said Clary, with muffled force. "I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them."" Unfortunately, " said Hodge, "we're all out of bitter revenge at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing. Cassandra Clare

Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self."" Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before." Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like "Get out. Cassandra Clare

Is this Clarissa Fray?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded familiar, though not immediately identifiable. Clary twirled the phone cord nervously around her finger. "Yeees?""Hi, I'm one of the knife-carrying hooligans you met last night in Pandemonium? I"m afraid I made a bad impression and was hoping you'd give me a chance to make it up to-"" S I M O N! " Clary held the phone away from her ear as he cracked up laughing. "That is so not funny! "" Sure it is. You just don't see the humor."" Jerk." Clary sighed, leaning up against the wall. Cassandra Clare

By the Angel, " Jace said, looking the demon up and down. "I knew Greater Demons were meant to be ugly, but no one ever warned me about the smell." Abbadon opened its mouth and hissed. Inside its mouth were two rows of jagged glass-sharp teeth." I'm not sure about this wind and howling darkness business, " Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island? Cassandra Clare

Jace's eyes sparkled, but he said calmly, "Not at all. the Silent Brothers can help her retrieve her memories."" You hate the Silent Brothers, " protested Isabelle."I don't hate them, " said Jace candidly." I'm afraid of them. It's not the same thing."" I thought you said they were libarians, " said Clary."They are librarians." Simon whistled. "Those must be some killer late fees. Cassandra Clare

Where's Simon?" Clary interrupted. Isabelle wobbled. "He's a rat, " she said darkly. Did he do something to you?" Alec was full of brotherly concern. "Did he touch you? If he tried anything-"" She's drunk, " said Jace, beginning to turn away in disgust. I'm not, " Isabelle said indignantly. "Well, maybe a little, but that's not the point. The point is, Simon drank one of those blue drinks- I told him not to, but he didn't listen- and he turned into a rat. Cassandra Clare

Haven't you ever heard that modesty is an attractive trait?"" Only from ugly people, " Jace confided. "The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me." He winked at the girls, who giggled and hid behind their hair. Cassandra Clare

Rule number one of anime, " Simon said. He sat propped up against a pile of pillows at the foot of his bed, a bag of potato chips in one hand and the TV remote in the other. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said I BLOGGED YOUR MOM and a pair of jeans that were ripped in one knee. "Never screw with a blind monk. Cassandra Clare

Let me put it this way, my father believed in a righteous God. Deus volt, that was his motto- 'because God wills it.' It was the Crusaders' motto, and they went into battle and were slaughtered just like my father. And when I saw him lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a God, Clary, and there might not, but I don't think it matters. Either way we're on our own. Cassandra Clare

Jace?""Yeah?""How did you know I had Shadowhunter blood? Was there some way you could tell?" The elevator arrived with a final groan. Jace unlatched the gate and slid it open. The inside reminded Clary of a birdcage, all black metal and decorative bits of gilt. "I guessed, " he said, latching the door behind them. "It seemed like the most likely explanation."" You guessed? You must have been pretty sure, considering you could have killed me." He pressed a button in the wall, and the elevator lurched into action with a vibrating groan that she felt all through the bones in her feet. "I was ninety percent sure."" I see, " Clary said. There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put a hand to his cheek, more in surprise than pain. "What the hell was that for?" The other ten percent, " she said, and they rode the rest of the way down to the street in silence. . Cassandra Clare

Words were weapons, his father had taught him that, and he'd wanted to hurt Clary more than he'd ever wanted to hurt any girl. In fact, he wasn't sure he had ever wanted to hurt a girl before. Usually he just wanted them, and then he wanted them to leave him alone. Cassandra Clare

That sounds terrific, thought Cary, just you, your comatose wife your shell-shocked son, and your daughter who hates your guts. Not to mention that your two kids may be in love with each other. Yeah, that sounds like a perfect family reunion. Cassandra Clare

Simon! " Clary shouted, and seized his arm. "What?" Simon looked alarmed." I'm not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn't a very attractive woman, for her age. Cassandra Clare

The dark prince sat astride his black steed, his sable cape flowing behind him. A golden circlet bound his blond locks, his handsome face was cold with the rage of battle, and..." And his arm looked like an eggplant, " Clary muttered to herself in exasperation. Cassandra Clare