43 Quotes About The Mortal Instrument

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

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. 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

Wear that scarf, " he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. "It matches your eyes." Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate - for the scarf, for Magnus, and most of all for himself. "Don't tell me, " he said. "The scarf's a hundred years old, and it was given to you by Queen Victoria right before she died, for special services to the Crown or something." Magnus sat up. "What's gotten into you?" Alec stared at him. "Am I the newest thing in this apartment?"" I think that honor goes to Chairman Meow. He's only two."" I said newest, not youngest, " Alec snapped. Cassandra Clare

So it's true what they say about warlocks, then?" true?". "You can't be rude to everyone who talks to me." Alec made a wide, sweeping gesture. "And why not? Cramping your style, am I? I mean, maybe you were hoping to flirt with werewolf boy here. He's pretty attractive, if you like the messy-haired, broad-shouldered, chiseled-good-looks type."" Hey, now, " said Jordan mildly. Magnus put his head in his hands. into?"" Mermaids, " said Magnus into his fingers. "They always smell like seaweed.", " Alec said savagely, and kicking back his chair, he got up from the table and stalked off into the crowd. . Cassandra Clare

Don’t carry the weight of the world on you Jace. It’s too heavy for even a Herondale to bear. 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

Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someone's belongings strewn all over the landing with a note attached to a jacket lapel addressed to "A lying liar who lies." Right now there was a bouquet of flowers taped to the door with a card tucked among the blooms that read I'M SORRY. That was the thing about New York: you always knew more about your neighbors' business than you wanted to. Cassandra Clare

You can't just call the Praetor. It's not like 1-800-WEREWOLF. Unknown

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

And Nephilim–we tend to love very overwhelmingly. To fall in love only once, to die of grief over love–my old tutor used to say that the hearts of the Nephilim were like hearts of angels: They felt every human pain, and never healed. Cassandra Clare

But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what? Cassandra Clare

You shouldn't do that. Not to your child. You should-carry your own burdens. Cassandra Clare

Surely, she was too young to have so many ghosts. Cassandra Clare

As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss. 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

If you never tell anyone the truth about yourself, eventually you start to forget. Cassandra Clare

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

You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home! 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

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

While this is all very amusing, the kiss that will free the girl is the kiss that she most desires, ” she said. “Only that and nothing more.” Jace’s heart started to pound. He met the Queen’s eyes with his own. “Why are you doing this?”… “Desire is not always lessened by disgust… And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn’t desire your kiss, she won’t be free.”“ You don’t have to do this, Clary, it’s a trick–” (Simon)..Isabelle sounded exasperated. ‘Who cares, anyway? It’s just a kiss.”“ That’s right, ” Jace said. Clary looked up, then finally, and her wide green eyes rested on him. He moved toward her.. and put his hand on her shoulder, turning her to face him… He could feel the tension in his own body, the effort of holding back, of not pulling her against him and taking this one chance, however dangerous and stupid and unwise, and kissing her the way he had thought he would never, in his life, be able to kiss her again. “It’s just a kiss, ” he said, and heard the roughness in his own voice, and wondered if she heard it, too. Not that it mattered–there was no way to hide it. It was too much. He had never wanted like this before.. She understood him, laughed when he laughed, saw through the defenses he put up to what was underneath. There was no Jace Wayland more real than the one he saw in her eyes when she looked at him… All he knew was that whatever he had to owe to Hell or Heaven for this chance, he was going to make it count. He..whispered in her ear. “You can close your eyes and think of England, if you like, ” he said. Her eyes fluttered shut, her lashes coppery lines against her pale, fragile skin. “I’ve never even been to England, ” she said, and the softness, the anxiety in her voice almost undid him. He had never kissed a girl without knowing she wanted it too, usually more than he did, and this was Clary, and he didn’t know what she wanted. Her eyes were still closed, but she shivered, and leaned into him – barely, but it was permission enough. His mouth came down on hers. And that was it. All the self-control he’d exerted over the past weeks went, like water crashing through a broken dam. Her arms came up around his neck and he pulled her against him… His hands flattened against her back.. and she was up on the tips of her toes, kissing him as fiercely as he was kissing her.. He clung to her more tightly, knotting his hands in her hair, trying to tell her, with the press of his mouth on hers, all the things he could never say out loud.. His hands slid down to her waist.. he had no idea what he would have done or said next, if it would have been something he could never have pretended away or taken back, but he heard a soft hiss of laughter – the Faerie Queen – in his ears, and it jolted him back to reality. He pulled away from Clary before he it was too late, unlocking her hands from around his neck and stepping back.. Clary was staring at him. Her lips were parted, her hands still open. Her eyes were wide. Behind her, Alec and Isabelle were gaping at them; Simon looked as if he was about to throw up.. If there had ever been any hope that he could have come to think of Clary as just his sister, this – what had just happened between them – had exploded it into a thousand pieces.. He tried to read Clary’s face – did she feel the same? … I know you felt it, he said to her with his eyes, and it was half bitter triumph and half pleading. I know you felt it, too… She glanced away from him.. He whirled on the Queen. “Was that good enough?” he demanded. “Did that entertain you?” The Queen gave him a look: special and secretive and shared between the two of them. “We are quite entertained, " she said. “But not, I think, so much as the both of you. Cassandra Clare

Magnus reached for Alec, but instead of rising to his feet, he pulled Alec against him, his hand sliding up Alec’s back to knot in his hair. Magnus pulled Alec down and against him, and kissed him, hard and awkward and determined, and Alec froze for a moment and then abandoned himself to it, to kissing Magnus, something he’d thought he’d never get to do again. Alec ran his hands up Magnus’sshoulders to the sides of his neck and cupped his hands there, holding Magnus in place while he kissed him thoroughly breathless. Cassandra Clare

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

And what about us? Do you want a vampire boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly. "Because I forsee many romantic picnics in our future. You, drinking a virgin piña colada. Me, drinking the blood of a virgin. Cassandra Clare

He seemed only ... annoyed. Annoyed, and sweaty, and hot. "Yeah, well, " he said, "the next time you decide to sneak out of our magically warded apartment through a door that shouldn't really exist, leave a note. Cassandra Clare

No one blames her."" That never matters, " said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself. Cassandra Clare

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

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

You are a great deal of trouble, Jace herondale. “So I’ve been told” jace said Cassandra Clare