68 Quotes About Cassandra-Clare

And now I’m looking at you, ” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before — bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it — but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. 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

He opened his mouth. The words were there. He was about to say them when a jolt of terror went through him, the terror of someone who, wandering in a mist, pauses only to realise that they have stopped inches from the edge of a gaping abyss. The way she was looking at him - she could read what was in his eyes, he realised. It must have been written plainly there, like words on the page of a book. There had been no time, no chance, to hide it.“ Will, ” she whispered. “Say something, Will.”But there was nothing to say. There was only emptiness, as there had been before her. As there would always be.' I have lost everything', Will thought. 'Everything. . 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

Take off your shirt." Jace raised his eyebrows. "I'm not going to attack you, " she said impatiently. "I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning."" Are you sure?" he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. "Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me. Cassandra Clare

You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck? Cassandra Clare

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and then throw it in the face of the person who gave you the lemons until they give you the oranges you originally asked for. Cassandra Clare

I love you, Clary, " he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. "More than I ever--" He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you? Cassandra Clare

The cord pulled taut and she rebounded, flying back up before falling again. As her velocity slowed, she opened her eyes and found herself dangling at the end of the cord, about five feet above Jace. He was grinning. "Nice, " he said. "As graceful as a falling snowflake."" Was I screaming?" She asked, genuinely curious. "You know, on the way down." He nodded. "Thankfully no one's home, or they would have assumed I was murdering you."" Ha. You can't even reach me." She kicked out a leg and spun lazily in midair. Jace's eyes glinted. "Want to bet?" Clary knew that expression. "No, " she said quickly. "Whatever you're going to do-" But he'd already done it. When Jace moved fast, his individual movements were almost invisible. She saw his hand go to his belt, and then something flashed in the air. She heard the sound of parting fabric as the cord above her head was sheared through. Released, she fell freely, too surprised to scream- directly into Jace's arms. The force knocked him backward, and they sprawled together onto one of the padded floor mats, Clary on top of him. He grinned up at her." Now, " he said, "that was much better. You didn't scream at all."" I didn't get the chance." She was breathless, and not just from the impact of the fall. Being sprawled on top of Jace, feeling his body against hers, made her hands shake and her heart beat faster. Cassandra Clare

As Luke knelt down beside his corpse, Clary couldn’t help but remember what he had said about having loved Valentine once, about having been his closest friend. Luke, she thought with a pang. Surely he couldn’t be sad – or even grieved? But then again, perhaps everyone should have someone to grieve for them, and there was no one else to grieve for Valentine. Cassandra Clare

Keep up, " said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you."" So don't bother."" Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you, " he pointed out. "Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death." He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it. Cassandra Clare

She made an impatient noise. "By the Angel, you don't know anything about your kid, do you? Do you even really know how vampires are made?"" Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much ... Cassandra Clare

The door buzzer sounded again. The two boys exchanged a single look before both bolting down the narrow hallway to the door. Jordan got there first. He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door, ripped the coats off it, and flung the door wide, the rack held aboe his head like a javelin. On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?" Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. "If you'd been a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful."" Yes, " said Jace. "Or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats. Cassandra Clare

Simon turned to Jordan, who was lying down across the futon, his head propped against one of the woven throw pillows. "How much of that did you hear?"" Enough to gather that we're going to a party tonight, " said Jordan. "I heard about the Ironworks event. I'm not in the Garroway pack, so I wasn't invited."" I guess you're coming as my date now." Simon shoved the phone back into his pocket. "I'm secure enough in my masculinity to accept that, " said Jordan. "We'd better get you something nice to wear, though, " he called as Simon headed back into his room. "I want you to look pretty. . Cassandra Clare

He picked up the sketchbook, turning it so she could see his work - a gorgeous rendition of a stone bridge they'd passed, surrounded by the drooping boughs of oak trees." You could sketch me, " said Emma. She flung herself down onto her seat, leaning her head on her hand. "Draw me like one of your french girls. Cassandra Clare

Our fathers were demons, ' Catarina said. 'Our mothers were heroes. Cassandra Clare

Your pretense does not fool me, gnome. My eye will be upon you. Cassandra Clare

And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss she had endured, and she wept for Emma and the Blackthorns, remembering how they had fought back tears when she had told them that she had seen Mark in the tunnels of Faerie, and how he belonged to the Hunt now, and she wept for Simon and the hole in her heart where he had been, and the she would miss him every day until she died, and she wept for herself and the changes that had been wrought in her, because sometimes even change for the better felt like a little death. Cassandra Clare

I did not think you would be angry, Jem burst out, and it was like ice cracking across a frozen waterfall, freeing a torrent. We were engaged, Tessa. A proposal-an offer of marriage-is a promise. A promise to love and care for someone always. I did not mean to break mine to you. But it was that or die. I wanted to wait, to be married to you and live wit you for years, but that wasn't possible. I was dying too fast. I would have given it up-all of it up-to be married to you for a day. A day that would never have come. You are a reminder-a reminder of everything I am losing. The life I will not have. Cassandra Clare

As long as there is love and memory, there is no true death, " - John Carstairs Cassandra Clare

Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost. Cassandra Clare

The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means. Cassandra Clare

You are all that exists on the earth and under the sky that I do love. - Keiran Cassandra Clare

For the devil has no power. .. except in the dark." - Madame Dorothea Cassandra Clare

Shapes began to appear in the mist as it thickened. Clary saw herself and Simon as children, holding hands, crossing a street in Brooklyn, ; she had barrettes in her hair and Simon was adorably rumpled, his glasses sliding off his nose. There they were again, throwing snowballs in Prospect Park; and at Luke's farmhouse, tanned from summer, hanging upside down from tree branches. She saw them in Java Jones, listening to Eric's terrible poetry, and on the back of a flying motorcycle as it crashed into a parking lot, with Jace there, looking at them, his eyes squinted against the sun. And there was Simon with Isabelle, his hands curved around her face, kissing her, and she could see Isabelle as Simon saw her: fragile and strong, and so, so beautiful. And there was Valentine's ship, Simon kneeling on Jace, blood on his mouth and shirt, and blood at Jace's throat, and there was the cell in Idris, and Hodge's weathered face, and Simon and Clary again, Clary etching the Mark of Cain onto his forehead. Maureen, and her blood on the floor, and her little pink hat, and the rooftop in Manhattan where Lilith had raised Sebastian, and Clary was passing him a gold ring across a table, and an Angel was rising out of a lake before him and he was kissing Isabelle.. . Cassandra Clare

Come back to me, Tessa. Henry said that perhaps, since you had touched the soul of an angel, that you dream of Heaven now, of fields of angels and flowers of fire. Perhaps you are happy in those dreams. But I ask this out of pure selfishness. Come back to me. For I cannot bear to lose all my heart. Cassandra Clare

Yes...and I'm worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you'll wind up making out with him too."" Don't be sexist. They could find me a female instructor."" In that case, you have my permission to make out with her as long as I can watch. Cassandra Clare

Isabelle! " he called again. "Let down your raven hair! '" Oh my God, " Clary muttered. "There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn't there? I'm going to kill him. Cassandra Clare

Vampires took offense SO easily–and Parisian vampires were the worst of all.' - The Runaway Queen (The Bane Chronicles, 2) by Cassandra Clare and Maureen Johnson Cassandra Clare

I don’t understand what makes them come out like that! ”“ Hunger, ” said Jem. “Were you thinking about blood?”“ No.”“ Were you thinking about eating me?” Will inquired.“ No! "“ No one would blame you, ” said Jem. “He’s very annoying. Cassandra Clare

Isabelle! he called again. Let down your raven hair. Oh, my God, Clary muttered. There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn't there? I'm going to kill him. He's already dead, Simon observed. He's undead. Obviously he can still die, you know, again. I'll re-kill him. Cassandra Clare

The love that moves the sun and all the other stars The kind of love that can burn the world or raise it up in glory Cassandra Clare

The measure of love is to love without measure. Unknown

True love is hard to find." - Malcolm Fade Cassandra Clare

He could sleep in the ruins of cities lost for centuries. Cassandra Clare

The Law is hard, but it is the Law. Cassandra Clare

There is nothing more important than love. And no law higher." - Malcolm Fade Cassandra Clare

Drive like hell was following you." - Jace Wayland Cassandra Clare

Aline! " Isabelle looked appalled. "You can't just go around asking people what it's like to be a vampire. Cassandra Clare

It is unusual, ” said Cristina, “for a revolution to call for fewer rights for people, not more. Cassandra Clare

I wish you'd stop desperately trying to get my attention like this, " he said. "It's become embarrassing."" Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt, " she told him." I can't help it. I use my rapier wit to hide my inner pain. Cassandra Clare

Wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness Cassandra Clare

To love is to destroy, and to be the one loved is to be destroyed. Cassandra Clare

Lord, you're Irish, " said Will. "Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce... Cassandra Clare

Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your guests. You had to have a hand on his collar constantly. Cassandra Clare

GOD HAS NOT MERCY AND NOR WILL I' - The Midnight Heir (The Bane Chronicles, 4) by Cassandra Clare and Sarah Rees Brennan Cassandra Clare

Isabelle, " she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, "your loyalty to your friend is understandable --""He's not my friend." Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. "He's my brother. Cassandra Clare

As long as I can dream, I will dream of you. Cassandra Clare

Got caught in the rain, I see, " - Isabelle Lightwood Cassandra Clare

Simon snorted. "If you ever meet the man who could take advantage of Isabelle, you'll have to let me know. I'd like to shake his hand. Or run away from him very fast, I'm not sure which. Cassandra Clare

Antonio: Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you? Sebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you. William Shakespeare

I think everyone is strong and weak in different ways. Cassandra Clare

She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything--an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren't in the power of angels to grant, or they would already have been granted. And perhaps people were supposed to find these things for themselves. Cassandra Clare