You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me.”She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.”But I don’t want anything else in the world.
Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.
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.
And next time you’re planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.
Hearts are breakable,” Isabelle said. “And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before”.
If there’s a thing I’ve learned in my life it’s to not be afraid of the responsibility that comes with caring for other people. What we do for love: those things endure. Even if the people you do them for don’t
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
There is no pretending”,Jace said with absolute clarity.”I love you,and I will love you until I die,and if there’s a life after that,I’ll love you then.”She caught her breath.He had said it-the words there was no going back from.
to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
There are memories that time does not erase… Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable.
I’ve never minded it,” he went on. “Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one’s own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.
Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.”“Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.
When you love someone, you don’t have a choice. Love takes your choices away.- Clary Fray
Looking at him now-even if she hadn’t been in love with him, that part of her that was her mother’s daugher, that loved every beautiful thing for its beauty alone, would still have wanted him.
You had to know a person well to make them laugh like that.
But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.
She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?
Every time I think I’m missing a piece of me, you give it back.
There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.
Jace looked as if she had slapped him. “Why are you determined not to believe us?””Because she loves you,” said Valentine.Clary felt the blood drain out of her face.
Must I go bound while you go freeMust I love a manwho doesn’t love meMust I be born with so little artAs to love a man who’ll break my Heart
Love is the most powerful force in the world. That love can do anything.
My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health.
These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
Not enough,” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.
Everyone has choices to make no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love..
She had never imagined she had the power to make someone else so happy. And not a magical power, either–a purely human one.
We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!
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.
It was stupid to hope, she knew. But sometimes hope was all you had.
Happy birthday, Alexander,” Magnus murmured.”Thanks for remembering,” Alec whispered back.
Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.
People aren’t born good or bad. Maybe they’re born with tendencies either way, but its the way you live your life that matters.
You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.
Growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change -Clary Fray
If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you’d have died in childhood.
One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one’s liking.
Hate is nothing when weighed against survival. (Valentine)
She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn’t feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war.
Everything changes in my life, and the world stays the same.
The world is terrible,” said Mark tonelessly. “And some are drawn down into it and drown there, and some rise above and carry others with them.
I’ve screwed everything up royally. I remember you saying that growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change.
she was glad she had been scarred. She said that whoever loved her now would love her true self, and not her pretty face.
Jesus!” Luke exclaimed.”Actually, it’s just me,” said Simon. “Although I’ve been told the resemblance is startling.
I don’t want to be a man,” said Jace. “I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can’t confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead.””Well,” said Luke, “you’re doing a fantastic job.
It means ‘Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234’.
Well, I’m not kissing the mundane,” said Jace. “I’d rather stay down here and rot.””Forever?” said Simon. “Forever’s an awfully long time.”Jace raised his eyebrows. “I knew it,” he said. “You want to kiss me, don’t you?
That does it,” said Jace. “I’m going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year.””Why?” Isabelle said.”So you can look up ‘fun.’ I’m not sure you know what it means.
Investigation?” Isabelle laughed. “Now we’re detectives? Maybe we should all have code names.””Good idea,” said Jace. “I shall be Baron Hotschaft Von Hugenstein.
Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn’t make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie. (Jace Wayland)
The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.
So when the moon’s only partly full, you only feel a little wolfy?” “You could say that.””Well, you can go ahead and hang your head out the car window if you feel like it.””I’m a werewolf, not a golden retriever.
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.
I’ll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from ‘almost extinct’ to ‘not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.’ Will that make you happy?
It’s not gray,” Clary felt compelled to point out. “It’s green.””If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you’d have died in childhood,” said Jace.
I thought I’d lie on the floor and writhe in pain for a while,” he grunted, “It relaxes me.””It does? Oh – you’re being sarcastic. That’s a good sign probably.
A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?
You’re an idiot.””I’ve never claimed to be otherwise.
Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. “You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn’t you? You couldn’t just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?
Alec looked at her and shook his head. “How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes?”Isabelle shrugged philosophically. “I’m pure at heart. It repels the dirt.
We need to talk. All of us About what we’re going to do now.””I was going to watch Project Runway.
There’s no need to clarify my finger snap,” said Magnus. “The implication was clear in the snap itself.
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?
I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it’s more of a large and tastfully decorated foyer than a threshold. But I do get easily bored
It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense.
I guess it’s true what they say,” observed Jace. “There are no straight men in the trenches.””That’s atheists, jackass,” said Simon furiously. “There are no atheists in the trenches.
Going round and around inside a dryer can be fatal, whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.
I don’t do what I’m told, but I might do what you want if you ask me nicely.
Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression.”Are you all right?” Simon asked, with some concern. “Your eyes are crossing.
Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor, and he smells like windex.””At least you know he’s still available.
Lawful good to lawful evil!” said Simon, pleased.”He’s quoting Dungeons and Dragons,” said Clary. “Ignore him.
Also, I’m sleeping with your mom. Just thought you should know.
So it’s true. You can walk in sunlight. I thought perhaps it might have worn off.””If I feel the urge to burst into flames, I’ll let you know.
Look, did you ask me to come all the way uptown just so you could stare at me like I was something in a petri dish? Next time I’ll send you a photo.””And I’ll frame it and put it on my nightstand,” said Jace.
Astriola. That IS demon pox. You had evidence that demon pox existed and you didnt mention it to me! Et tu, Brute!’ He rolled up the paper and hit Jem over the head with it.
I can only assume,” said Jace, “that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.
Look on the bright side,” said Simon, “If they need a human sacrifice, you can always offer me. I’m not sure the rest of you qualify anyway.
I’m sorry. I use my rapier wit to hide my inner pain.
If we’re going to the Silent City, you might want to get dressed. I mean, I appreciate the bra-and-panties look, but I don’t know if the Silent Brothers will. There are only a few of the left, and I don’t want them to die of excitement.
Fresh is better. But you’ve never drunk fresh blood. Have you?”Simon raised his eyebrow in response.”Well, aside from mine of course,” Jace said. “And I’m pretty sure my blood is fan-tastic.
Ah,” said Magnus. “Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing, while also being an object of mockery and hilarity for those of us who are more sophisticated.
molesting the vampire while he’s too weak to fight back, iz? jace asked. i’m pretty sure that violates at least one of the accords.
I’m the warlock who’s here to cure you. Didn’t they tell you I was coming?”
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?
Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope.
As it turned out, everyone wanted a doughnut. Jace wanted two.
You’re Valentine’s son. I’m sure you’re the one the Queen really wants to see. Besides, you’re charming. Maybe not at the moment.
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.
I can’t believe he didn’t have the dignity and presence of mind just to get drunk and pass out in some gutter,” said Jace. “I must say, I’m disappointed in the little fellow.
Don’t you think ‘Mark is kind of a weird name for a Shadowhunter?” Julian was saying as Emma approached. “I mean, if you really think about it. It’s confusing. ‘Put a Mark on me, Mark.
Caliph Vathek and his dark hordeAre bound for Hell, you won’t be bored!Your faith in me will be restored—Unless this token you find untowardAnd my poor gift you have ignored.
What makes you think that Valentine’s change of plans had anything to do with your brother?” “Because only Jace can piss someone off that much.
Come on guys, you cant fight like this forever””Actually,” Simon said, raising his hand,”I can”.Jace made a weird noise and I realized he was trying not to laugh-which by the way, wasn’t working.
Jace suggested that the cast of “Gilligan’s Island” could go do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.
Enormous? Did you just call me FAT? I am not fat. – Jace
i told you he’d freak out, she siad. didn’t i?ah, the i told you so, jace said. always a classy move
We seemed to be trapped in an episode of One Life To Waste. It’s all very dull.
Is this one of those keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer things?””I though 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.
I think she just asked if she could touch my mango.
Then why are you here?” Emma demanded. “Oh, is this one of those missed-connections things? We met the other night, you felt a spark? Sorry, but I don’t date trees.”“I am not a tree.” Iarlath looked angry, his bark peeling slightly.
Every time I annoy him he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house.” Simon pointed at Jace.
Bitten? You mean you’re a-“”A werewolf,” said the girl. “Like everyone else here. Except you, and the asshole. And the asshole’s sister.
I swear that woman had a previous career as a death-hunter selling tragic ballads down around the Seven Dials,” said Will. “And I do wish she wouldn’t sing about poisoning just after we’ve eaten.
He has fought many battles with us” (Jace) By which you mean one battle” muttered Simon. “Two if you count the one I was a rat
Clary made fun of him about his new look; but, then, Clary found everything about Simon’s love life borderline hilarious.
Fire wants to burn Water wants to flow Air wants to rise Earth wants to bindChaos wants to devourCal wants to live
Church was doing what he often did when dropped – lying on his back with all four legs in the air, pretending to be dead in order to induce guilt in his owners.
What?” Jace was still staring at her as if she’d told him she’d found one of the Silent Brothers doing nude cartwheels in the hallway.
My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health.’-Jace’Just break the door down, will you?’-Clary
Isabelle says the Queen of the Seelie Court has requested an audience with is”Sure” said Magnus. “And Madonna wants me as a backup dancer on her next world tour
When no one you know tells the truth, you learn to see under the surface.
It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people.
To make a true choice, we must have true knowledge.
It was hard to live normally when you were constantly pretending you didn’t see what was going on in front of your face.
The best lies are based on thetruth, at least in part
Your angel cannot protect you against that which neither god nor the devil had made
The only way you would have failed,” she said, “is if you had.
Don’t carry the weight of the world on you Jace. It’s too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.
There is no pretending,” Jace said with absolute clarity. “I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I’ll love you then.
And I’m suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married…?” His voice tightened. “And meanwhile, I’ll die a little bit more every day, watching.
And second, keep in mind that you are a weapon. In theory, when you’re done with training, you should be able to kick a hole in a wall or knock out a moose with a single punch.””I would never hit a moose,” said Clary. “They’re endangered.
It is stupid to hope, but sometimes hope is all you have.
So what do we do?” Alec whispered.Magnus shrugged and smiled suddenly; with his messy black hair and the gleam in his gold-green eyes, he looked like a mischievous teenager. “what everyone else does,” he replied. “Like you said. Hope.
No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily.
Well I’d certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.
If you love someone, you’re not supposed to want them to come back. Better a peaceful sleep in the earth than the life of a zombie–not really dead but not really alive, either.
Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.
But you hate poetry!Yes, but you make me want to write it.
That was the last cruel irony of Tobias’s life: that he doomed the woman he would have died to save.
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.
Mundane education is regrettably prosaic,” – Jace Lightwood-Herondale
There are some kinds of wounds you can get, internal injuries. You don’t know what’s wrong with you, but you’re bleeding to death slowly inside.
They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite
To them, as to Magnus, time was like rain, glittering as it fell, changing the world, but something that could also be taken for granted.
Dear God . . . the dread hour is nigh.” – Jace Wayland
aren’t you, uh… reproducing?”sure, we love reproducing it’s one of our favorite things.
Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-climbing powers we get Aquatruck.
If you’re texting Magnus to say ‘I think u r kewl’ I’m going to kill you
Magnus raised his hands above his head and clapped once. The room flooded with light. “You see? You think that would be possible without magic? “Actually,” replied Simon, “It is. If you watched infomercials you’d know that.
What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name
Will suspected Jem was in fact cleverer than he was himself – but he lacked Will’s tendency to assume the absolute worst about people and proceed from there.
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.
Wait a second,” Clary said.”I never understand why people say that,” Luke said, to no one in particular. “I wasn’t going anywhere.
That’s your truck parked up by the factory isn’t it?” Magnus pointed. “It’s awfully butch for a bookseller.
Why are you wearing a T-shirt under your other T-shirt?” Livvy asked.”In case one of them is stolen,” Marked said, as it were entirely normal.
Honestly, Clary, if you don’t start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority I just don’t know what I’ll do with you.
I brought you some coffee.” he held out the cup but she waved it away.“I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.”At that he smiled. “How would you know what feet taste like?”“I just know.”-Luke and Clary, pg.209-
Nobody calls me ‘blondie’ and keeps their kneecaps.
Jace said that the cast of Gilligan’s Island could do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.
We may not be all that bright, Jace said, but at least we are alive.
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.
I’ve been thinking of installing a train in my house. It could bring me shrimp crackers from the kitchen.
Breaking away from Gideon with some reluctance, Sophie rose to her feet and dusted off her dress. “Please forgive me, my dear Mr. Lightwood- I mean Gideon- but I must go and murder the cook. I shall be directly back.
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 …
My darling, you are indisposed! You must remain abed for the next eight months. Little Buford – “”I am NOT naming our child Buford…
She smiled smugly. “We came to an agreement, the duck and I.
jace’s clothes had been clean,stylish,ordinary. Sebastian had been wearing a long black wool trench coat that had looked expensive. Like an evil Burbeery ad, Simon said when she was done.
Little James Herondale, age two, was in fact holding a dagger quite well. He stabbed it into a sofa cushion, sending out a burst of feathers. “Ducks,” he said, pointing at the feathers.
I thought you came down right on the side of go directly to jail, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollars.
When did you get that?””The shirt? At Macy’s. Winter sale.
Haven’t you ever heard of pornographic gibberish before?
One must always be careful of books,” said Tessa, “and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.
How can you tell? That I like books, I mean.The look on your face when you walked in, somehow I doubted you were that impressed by me.
There were valuable first editions of books in the enormous library, most of them had been scribbled in by some idiot named Will H.
I thought… that we could at least talk about books.
[Kieran]his head propped on a stack of poetry books he’d brought from the library. Almost all of them had been inscribed on the inside cover by a James Herondale, who had neatly written out his favorite lines.
You couldn’t speak to fear, couldn’t tell it the truth: Fear lived in your bones.
I’m not unhappy,” he said. “Only people with no purpose are unhappy. I’ve got a purpose.
And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
Hello, companion,” said Magnus.The monkey made a terrible sound, half snarl and half hiss.”I begin to rather doubt the beauty of our friendship,” said Magnus.
I have been a friend to Shadowhunters. I know many of your families, going back for hundreds of years.””There is nothing we can do to correct the questionable judgments of our ancestors,” Lucian said.Magnus hated this guy.
Clary,” he said. “You’re Clary. You’re my best friend.
I wish I had a parabatai,” Emma said. “It’s like someone who’s your family, but because they want to be, not because they have to be.
They sat in silence on the windowsill, their hands locked across the distance between them.
I learned to play the instruments of war,” he said, “and paint in blood.
You don’t get it, Clary. You don’t understand what it’s like to live always at war, to grow up with battle and sacrifice. I guess it’s not your fault. It’s just how you were brought up-
So you’re a Shadowhunter,’ Nate said. ‘De Quincey told me that you lot were monsters.”Was that before or after he tried to eat you?’ Will inquired.
While the Clave disapproves of trespassers, oddly they take an even darker view of beheading and skinning people. They’re peculiar that way.
You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?
Oh, I can never get enough. Which, incidentally, is what your sister said when–
Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus.
She took out a shiny folded pamphlet, the kind they kept stacked in clear plastic stands in hospital waiting rooms. “How to Come Out to Your Parents,” she read out loud. “LUKE. Don’t be ridiculous. Simon’s not gay, he’s a vampire.
D’you think he would have thought ahead like that?” said Henry. “Assuredly,” said Will. “The man’s a strategist.” He tapped his temple. “Like me.
At least Kyle wasn’t home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who kept blood in the fridge.
No body told you to call your band Salacious Mold, my friend.
Is this one of those days where we all stalk out in fury? Because I simply haven’t got the energy for it.
It’s not my fault, that I’m flat chested and a midget!
We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don’t wish you didn’t fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn’t feel anything. – Julian Blackthorn
We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don’t wish you didn’t fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn’t feel anything.” – Julian Blackthorn
Sometimes our lives can change so fast that the change outpaces our minds and hearts.
Kieran glanced at her with shimmering eyes. Neither looked quite human: The black eye was too dark, the silver too metallic. And yet the overall effect was haunting, inhumanly beautiful.
You can see where it was, years ago. Like an old woman who was once beautiful, but time has taken her beauty away.
Beautiful girls should know how to defend themselves against the advances of gentlemen.
To be beautiful you had to be willowy and tall. When you were as short as Clary was, just over five feet, you were cute. Not pretty or beautiful, but cute.
Certainly there were places of greater natural beauty—but Paris but UNNATURAL beauty, which was arguably better.’ – The Runaway Queen (The Bane Chronicles, 2) by Cassandra Clare and Maureen Johnson
Or maybe it’s just that beautiful things are so easily broken by the world.’ – Jocelyn
What do you want?””Just coffee. Black – like my soul.
She had a soul, and that meant she could be saved.
People who know and love the same books you do have the roadmap of your soul. I believe that.
To draw something is to try to capture it FOREVER, if you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change
I was alive when the Dead Sea was just a lake that was feeling a little poorly.
Magic or nature, they were much the same thing to Magnus.
Don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me.I don’t know how to be without you.
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.
He learned that kisses and touches and professions of love could make you forget, and that the more he was with Kieran, the more he wanted to be with him and not with anyone else.
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?
Marriage is like a long conversation that always ends too soon.
I am not perfectly certain I believe in marriage. Why have just one bonbon when you can have the box?
The mundanes put their faith in their paper money, and when that turns to ash, the world will turn upside down.
Simon’s love life was complicated, but there was a pang, just for a moment, for this woman talking graphic novels with him. Ah, well. Tessa Gray, foxy nerd, was probably dating someone already.
If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your beain will live, but your heart will die
It took courage to live an immortal life and not close off your heart and mind to any new experiences or new people. Because that which was new was almost always temporary. And that which was temporary broke your heart.
To love is to destroy and to be loved is to be the one destroyed
I think that’s just a story.””But, Jace,” she said. “All stories are true.
It’s entirely possible that there are memories you have buried or repressed, memories formed when you were too young to have a conscious recollection of them, that Brother Jeremiah can reach. It could help us a great deal.
Family isn’t blood. It’s the people who love you. The people who have your back.
Tobias loved her more than he’d loved anything—his family, his duty, even himself. There, perhaps, the Herondale blood ran true.
What could you do, when what threatened the ones you loved was something else you loved just as much?
He will choose us,” Julian said. “We are his family.”Kieran’s eye shone. “I wouldn’tbe so sure, young Shadowhunter. Those of the Hunt are loyal to the Hunt.””He isn’t of the Hunt,” Emma said. “He is a Blackthorn.
The more you try to crush your nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.
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.
Power will always attract the greedy and the weak.
The Herondales are a rather infamous line, as you probably know. Many of them heroes, some of them traitors, so many of them brash, wild creatures consumed by their passions, whether it be love or hate.
It’s alright to love someone who doesn’t love you back, as long as they’re worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.
Will: I’ve never seen anyone get so excited over books before. You’d think they were diamonds.Tessa: Well, they are, aren’t they? Isn’t there anything you love like that?
It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.
Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.
Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers – lovely, but dead.
It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.
Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don’t see things the way we do.
As if we’d have sex in a cave surrounded by hordes of demons. This is reality, not your fevered imagination.
We find in our children our own selves again, who might be made better than we are.
You shouldn’t do that. Not to your child. You should-carry your own burdens.
Our fathers were demons,’ Catarina said. ‘Our mothers were heroes.
Your pretense does not fool me, gnome. My eye will be upon you.
Fiction is truth, even if it is not a fact. If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your brain will live, but your heart will die.
My one true love remains my self… I dump myself occasionally to keep it interesting
She shook her head. She was so pale under the diffuse lamp-light that she looked almost transparent, as if Simon could have looked right through her. The way, he supposed, he always had.
Temper us in fire, and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive.
Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.
Clary saw him take Mark’s hand; he pressed his witchlight into the boy’s palm, where it flickered, and then resumed its steady glow. ‘Take this with you,’ said Jace, ‘for it can be dark in the land under the hill, and the years very long.
But Jocelyn Morgenstern was not the kind of woman who wept, not the kind of woman who broke, or Valentine would have broken her long since.
Funerals are for the living, Jace, not for the dead.
What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?
I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you.” – Tessa Gray
Why not risk your life, if you don’t want to live anyway? Why not risk your life if you’ll never be happy no matter what you do?
I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.
Will stared down at his hands. “My whole life wrecked, destroyed…” “You’re seventeen,” Magnus said. “You can’t have wrecked a life you’ve barely lived.
There is more to living than not dying,” he said. “Look at the way you live, Will. You burn as bright as a star.
Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.
There might not be so much of a difference between the side of Light and the side of Dark as you suppose. After all, without the Dark, there is nothing for the light to burn away.
You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.
Trust. It is like placing a blade in someone’s hand and setting the very point to your heart.
The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.
All of us lost something. Some of us lost everything.
How easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you’d have forever.
Sometimes people get taken away from you whether you want it or not. And sometimes that hurts so much, it might be easier to forget.
Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable.
As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
I knew a girl, once, immortal like me-“”And she was with someone mortal?” said Alec. “What happened?””He died,” Magnus said. There was a finality to the way he said it that spoke of a deeper grief than words could paint.
You couldn’t make someone love you with a rune, and you couldn’t assuage grief with it either. So much magic, Clary thought, and nothing to mend a broken heart.
Tell me you love me Emma. Even if you don’t mean it.”-Julian Blackthorn
Wherever Jordan’s going – and I do believe we all go somewhere – think of it as the light that will bring him home.
Simon,” said a voice at his shoulder, and he turned to see Izzy, her face a pale smudge between dark hair and dark cloak, looking at him, her expression half-angry, half-sad. “I guess this is the part where we say goodbye?
I want it to stop,” he said. “Sophie says everyone is still searching for a cure for me. I know I gave Will my permission, but I want everyone to cease looking now, Charlotte. It is over.
Eternity is a long time to spend alone, without others of your kind.
To be friends is a beautiful thing, Tessa, and I do not scorn it, but I have hoped for a long time now that we might be more than friends.
You know, there’s a reason we can remember,” [Catarina] said more softly.”That’s much easier when your life has an expiration date.””It may be more important for us.
As long as there is love and memory, there is no true death,” – John Carstairs
Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.
As long as Simon didn’t think about the past, the past couldn’t hurt him. But, increasingly, he couldn’t help himself.There was too much pleasure in the pain.
He thought of his remembrance of Jordan, thought of how it hurt to even look at Isabelle and Clary. Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.
Sincerity and gravity, in Magnus’s opinion, were highly overrated, as was being forced to relive unpleasant memories. He would much rather be amused and amusing.
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.
If you never tell anyone the truth about yourself, eventually you start to forget.
It was books that made me feel that perhaps I wasn’t completely alone.
I’ve always been told my presence brightened up any room. One might think that went doubly for dank underground cell.” (Jace)
You know men. We have delicate egos.””I wouldn’t describe Jace’s ego as delicate.””No, Jace is sort of the antiaircraft artillery tank of male egos,” Simon admitted.
Certainly it would be wonderful if we all knew exactly who we were.
So, what are you?””What I am is someone who doesn’t want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.
It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.
…wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness.
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer.
And I suppose you know who Magnus’ father is?” Luke said.“I paid a lot of money once to find it out,” Raphael said.
And who are all these people? There weren’t this many when I fell asleep.”Alfie shrugged, indicating that the universe was mysterious and nothing would ever be fully understood.
Simon to die. Jace to live. Jonathon to retune. And you Valentine’s daughter, to be the catalist of it all.
No real lady would let a dress that might have been worn by a stranger touch her skin.
You are all that exists on the earth and under the sky that I do love. – Keiran
Anyone that looked like that wouldn’t need to tie up girls and imprison them in order to get them to marry him
You might want to lie down,” Magnus advised. “I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.
Has there ever been an Inquisitor who didn’t die a horrible death?” Simon wondered out loud. ” It’s like being the drummer in Spinal Tap.
By the Angel, this place is barely better than a penny gaff,” Gideon said. “Gabriel, don’t look at anything unless I tell you it’s all right.
I love round tables,” said Magnus brightly. “They suit me so much better than square.
He has become a worm. That is what I am telling you.””I don’t suppose it would be possible,” said Henry into the silence, “to, er, step on him?
Eggs,” said Henry dreamily, looking at his plate. “I do love eggs. I could eat them all day.
And I remind you of your mother now? I have got to look into a manlier cologne.
For the devil has no power . . . except in the dark.” – Madame Dorothea
He lifted a glass. Ragnor and Catarina did not join him, but Magnus was happy to make the toast on his own. “To adventure,” he said, and drank.
Magnus’s ship would sail that night…His interest in the ship and his thoughts of an adventure to come made him regret his departure less, but even so, he stood at the rail as the ship departed into the night waters.
I believe in good and evil,” said Jem. “And I believe the soul is eternal. But I don’t believe in the fiery pit, the pitchforks, or endless torment. I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness.
Tessa never could look at him without a tightening in her chest, a painful stutter of her heart.
God knows we’re all drawn toward what’s beautiful and broken; I have been, but some people cannot be fixed. Or if they can be, it’s only by love and sacrifice so great it destroys the giver.
You’ve always been what you are. That’s not new. What you’ll get used to is knowing it.
He felt he could not be honest without disappointing everybody he loved.
Anger, Tessa thought, was satisfying in its own way, when you gave in to it. There was something gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out.
There was something peculiarly gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out. Of course, the aftermath was less pleasant. Once you’d told everyone you hated them and not to come after you, where exactly did you go?
Love and hate had their own secret languages, and Mark and Kieran were speaking in them now.
It wasn’t fair, he thought — Aaron having no family and Tamara having her scary family and now Jasper. Soon, there would be no one left for him to hate without feeling bad about it.
Sometimes carrying the burden of an upsetting truth, and hiding it, is actually a gift you give to someone else. You bear that burden, so they don’t have to, in a situation where telling them will change nothing.
He is a demon, Clarissa,” said Valentine, still in the same soft voice. “A demon with a man’s face. I know how deceptive such monsters can be. Remember, I spared him once myse
There were some memories, though, that never faded.
Magnus didn’t really want this kind of thing this early in the morning – this talk of aching memories and wanting to forget. This conversation needed to end, now.
Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger’s charming smile.
Isabelle was exactly Simon’s type—tall, glamorous, and beautiful. Come to think of it, maybe that was everyone’s type.
We’re meant to protect each other, but not from everything. Not fromthe truth. That’s what it means to love someone but let them be themselves.-Jace Wayland
There’s more to honesty than … than an arrangement of words. They say faeries can’t lie, but you lie in your intentions, your attitude, your demeanor —
Lies and secrets, Tessa, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.
When to people tell the same lie…””They are working together,” Will finished
Maybe it’s true what the Seelie Queen had said, after all: Love made you a liar.
Mundane humans create distinctions between themselves, distinctions that seem ridiculous to any Shadowhunter. Their distinctions are based on race, religion, national identity, any of a dozen minor and irrelevant markers. ~ Valentine
I think,” Jace said, “that you don’t want to tell your secrets, so you decided to break up with Alec because…
I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.
He can touch your soul. And there is a difference between having your heart break and having your soul shatter.
You really want to know what else it was my mom said about you?” he asked.She shook her head.He didn’t seem to notice. “She said you’d break my heart,” he told her, and left.
Could you really love two different people at once? Could you split your heart in half?
When you find a man you wish to marry, Tessa, remember this: You will know what kind of man he is not by the things he says, but by the things he does.
You could know a man not by what his friends said about him, but by how he treated his servants.
Simon was still trying to work out how Shadowhunter government and also Shadowhunter family trees worked. They all seemed to be related to each other and it was very disturbing.
In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn’t matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did.
Feeling this way was a particular kind of horror, having the emotions without the memories.
I am Tessa Gray,” she said in a low, clear voice. “And I believe in the importance of stories.
Facilis descensus averno – The descent into hell is easy
Ducks, embrace me as your king!”–James Herondale.
Being sixteen forever sounded good until you really thought about it. Then it didn’t seem like such a great prospect.
[Jem] looked from Will to Tessa and raised his silvery eyebrows. “A miracle,” he said. “You got him to speak.””Just to shout at me, really,” said Tessa. “Not quite loaves and fishes.
to love is to destroy and that to be loved is the one to be destroyed
Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistakenly born into a family of peasants. The difference in your case is that it’s true.
Not to mention,”Magnus noted, “that Jace killed him. That would put anyone off”.
Not enough,” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it wont be enough.
There’s no pretending, I love you and I will love you until the day i die and if there’s a life after that I will love you then.
Jace stood up, knocking his chair back violently. “You are not taking Clary to the Seelie Court without me and THAT is FINAL.
Jocelyn recognized reading as a sacred pastime and usually wouldn’t interrupt Clary in the middle of a book, even to yell at her.
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.
What’s that you’re holding?” he asked, noticing the pamphlet, still rolled up in her left
Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.
He was a vampire now. He was supposed to have eternity. But what he had was days.
There was also the fact that sometimes vampires committed crimes worse than murder. They commited crimes against fashion.
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
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.
One did not turn down an invitation from Saint Cloud. At least, one didn’t if one wanted to continue living contentedly in Paris. Vampires took offense so easily – and Parisian vampires were the worst of all.
Maybe they didn’t make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn’t want to live forever.
The foundations of your childhood, they stay with you.
Break my heart, he said. “Break it in pieces. I give you my permission.
Patience, grasshopper,” said Maia. “Good things come to those who wait.””I always thought that was ‘Good things come to those who do the wave,'” said Simon. “No wonder I’ve been so confused all my life.
There was no way possible [the queen] could have done all of the things the pamphleteers claimed. The crimes were too gross, too immoral and far too physically challenging. Magnus himself had never attempted half of them.
Will-,” Tessa began but it was too late, Church made a yowling noise at being woken, and lashed out with his claws. Will began to swear. Tessa left, unable to hide the slightest of smiles as she went.
This cat is looking at me with judgment.”“He’s not,” said Jules. “That’s just his face.”“You look at me the same way,” Mark said, glancing at Julian. “Judgy face.
It will have to be Jem. He’s impossible to hate. Even that devil cat likes him.
Jem put the full force of himself into each smile, so that he seemed to be smiling with his eyes, his heart, his whole being.
The stars will go out before I forget you, Mark Blackthorn.
The love that moves the sun and all the other starsThe kind of love that can burn the world or raise it up in glory
Not everything is about you,” Clary said furiously.”Possibly,” Jace said, “but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.
One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it’s 5 a.m., I figured you’d be less cranky if you had something nice to look at.””Meaning you?””What else?
Jace: Herondale, on the other hand, is melodic. Dulcet, one might say. Think of the sound of ‘Clary Herondale.’Clary: Oh, my god, that sounds horrible.Jace: We all must sacrifice for love.
He could sleep in the ruins of cities lost for centuries.
There is nothing more important than love. And no law higher.” – Malcolm Fade
Sed lex dura lex,” said Jace automatically. “The Law is hard, but it is the Law.
Wither thou goest, I will go; thy people shall by my people; where thou diest, will I die, and there I be buried.
Will: ‘Singing the praises of our fair city? We treat you well here, don’t we, James? I doubt I’d have that kind of luck in Shanghai. What do you call us there again?’Jem: ‘Yang guizi … foreign devils.
I don’t think Will Herondale and a sense of responsibility are even on speaking terms
If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do,” said Magnus, still looking at Alec, “you will never learn from your mistakes.
But unlike you,” said Jace, “there is nothing of hell in us.””You are mortal; you age; you die,” the Queen said dismissively. “If that is not hell, pray tell me, what is?
Drive like hell was following you.” – Jace Wayland
And that – he pointed ahead – is the road to Hell. That’s where we’re going. I have always heard it was paved with good intentions, said Simon
I’ve got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?””A regrettable choice of words,” muttered Magnus.
Can one regret a thing that, however unwise, was beautiful?
Clary- “How to Come Out to Your Parents,” she read out loud. “LUKE. Don’t be ridiculous. Simon’s not gay, he’s a vampire.
He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn’t realize was precious until you lost it.
[Magnus] held on to the boy, newborn in grave dirt and blood, and he wished that he had found him dead.
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.
Aline!” Isabelle looked appalled. “You can’t just go around asking people what it’s like to be a vampire.
Tessa touched his wrist lightly with her hand. “Be brave,” she said. “It’s not a duck, is it?
In Will’s experience, when someone who ought to be afraid wasn’t, the reason was rarely bravery. Usually it meant that they knew something you didn’t.
Why should we isolate people who are brave enough to try to become like us–who want to help people? Why should we treat them as if they’re less than us, until they prove their worthiness or die? I won’t do it.
What was the point in crying when there was no one to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn’t even comfort yourself?
We’re not dating,” Alec said again.”Oh?” Magnus said. “So you’re just that friendly with everybody, is that it?
It is unusual,” said Cristina, “for a revolution to call for fewer rights for people, not more.
You are mortal. You age, you die. If that is not hell, pray tell me, what is?
Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.
A little girl robbed you?” Tessa said.”Actually, she wasn’t a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress with a penchant for violence, who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel.””Easy mistake to make,” Jem said.
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.
… As could the sarcasm in her voice. “yes, she’s bleeding to deat Lu upstairs, but i thought I’d avoid telling you right away, because I like to draw the suspense out.
What’s next? You want to convince me they’re making another crap Last Airbender movie?
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.
Don’t worry, hero. If the vamp shows up, I’m here to protect you.”“Great, I can hide behind your massive ego.
We had and incident. I took care of it.””Really.” Jace’s voice dripped sarcasm. “Do you even know how to use that knife, Clarissa? Without poking a hole in yourself or any innocent bystanders?
What are you thinking?””Just how different everything down there is now, you know, now that I can see.””Everything down there is exactly the same,” he said. “You’re the one that’s different.
Yes, she’s bleeding to death upstairs, but I thought I’d avoid telling you right away, because I like to draw the suspense out.
You ask a lot of questions, don’t you?” “My brother always says curiosity is my besetting sin.
that love is the most powerful force in the world. That love can do anything.
Theoretically the planet could suddenly crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other side, forever and tragically parted, but I’m not worried about that, either. Some things,” Jace said,
with his customary crooked smile, “are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
Whatever the Clave was discussing, the Council meeting was dragging on brutally late. “But he knows New York. He doesn’t know Alicante—
There are more important things than being careful
No. It is said that the Nephilim are the children of men and angels. All that this angelic heritage has given to us is a longer distance to fall.
Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God. Nor was it wise to tempt angels, even of the fallen sort.
Few can claim a single angel who guards them. But you can.
Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me and will fight with me.
Magnus hoped if he ever went mad like that himself, so mad that he poisoned the very air round him and hurt everyone he came into contact with, that there would be someone ho loved him enough to stop him. To kill him, if it came to that.
wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness
Goodness, real goodness, has it’s own sort of cruelty to it.
You just like me because I’m safe. There’s no risk. And then you never have to try to have a real relationship, because you can use me as an excuse.
And the answer is yes. I have loved you. I always have, and I always will.
Henry,” said Charlotte, who appeared to have recovered from her shock, “if you set yourself on fire deliberately, I will institute divorce proceedings. Now sit down and eat your supper. And say hello to our guest.
Honestly I don’t know why i have these parties””Because of your cat””That’s true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort
The Chairman likes you.”“Is that good?”“I never date anyone my cat doesn’t like,” Magnus said easily, and stood up.
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 anyt
No one blames her.””That never matters,” said Alec. “Not when you blame yourself.
One thing you’ll learn as you get older, Simon, is that when people tell you something unpleasant about themselves, it’s usually true.
I’m warning you, that jacket is sexy. The Institute could go up in sexy, sexy flames.
Oh, God,” Magnus said. “They’re dead. They’re all dead.
I’m tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do.
What is another person’s pleasure is another’s poison.
To love is to destroy, and to be the one loved is to be destroyed.
Let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who’s trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs.
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…
Gabriel’s green eyes sought Will. “It was demon pox, wasn’t it? You know all about it, don’t you? Aren’t you some sort of expert?”“Well, you needn’t act as if I invented it,” said Will.
Will: Have you ever seen what happens to someone with demon pox? First it lies dormant. One begins to turn yellow and green. Then the swelling sets in -Jem: THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS DEMON POX.
If I might make a suggestion,” said Will. “About twenty paces behind us, in the Council room, is Benedict. If you’d like to go back in there and try kicking him, I recommend aiming upward and a bit to the left—
Dear God, woman,”said Will. “Are there any questions you don’t want to know the answer to?
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.
Her eyes met his, but she looked quickly away; entangling gazes with Will was confusing at best, dizzying at worst.
Whither thou goest, I will go;Where thou diest, will I dieAnd there will I be buried:The Angel do so to me, and more also,If aught but death part thee and me.
Am I blind?” Will’s voice floated out of the darkness, tinged with annoyance. “I’m not going to be at all pleased if you’ve blinded me, Henry.
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.
He banged on the side of the carriage. “Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
Charlotte, Will’s beingvexing.”And the sun has come up in the east,’said Jem, to no one in particular.
And therefor,” said Magnus “We must go.” Will blinked at him. “Go where?””Don’t worry about that right now, my love.”Will blinked again. “Pardon?
Will interrupted. “Henry,” he said, “you’re on fire. You do know that, don’t you?
There was still about them what had always reminded Magnus of an old legend he’d heard of the red thread of fate: that an invisible scarlet thread bound certain people, and however tangled it became, it could not and would not break.
I am dramatic,” said Will. “If i had not been a Shadowhunter, i would have had a future on the stage.
Perhaps not,” said Will, who had ears like a bat’s. “But I would make a radiant bride.
I don’t know why I ever helped you.””You like broken things.
By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles,” noted Will. “Has no one respect for the classics these days?
If I held a revolver to your head, James, and pulled the trigger, would it really matter if I did not know that there were not bullets in the chambers?
Always when Will did something to protect Tessa, Jem thought it was for his sake, not for Will’s. Always Will wished Jem could be entirely right. Each needle prick had it own name. Guilt. Shame. Love.
I can’t – I’ll chop off my own foot!” “If you’re going to chop off anyone’s foot, chop off Benedict’s,” Will muttered.
GOD HAS NOT MERCY AND NOR WILL I’ – The Midnight Heir (The Bane Chronicles, 4) by Cassandra Clare and Sarah Rees Brennan
Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn’t even comfort yourself?
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.
A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.
When he let go of Clary, he turned and hugged Jace. Clary watched, tears running down her face.
Maybe that was why she couldn’t cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn’t even comfort yourself?
He is a Shadowhunter,” said Jocelyn. “His loyalty will be to Clave and Covenant.”“He’s my friend,” said Magnus coldly. “His loyalty is to me.
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.
They had met at a club fifteen years before, Etta and Magnus. He had convinced her to dance with him, and she said she had been in love by the end of the song. He told her he had been in love before the beginning.
You’re not gay, are you?”Simon’s greenish color deepened. “If I were, I would dress better.
Once he asked me what I thought had turned me gay.””I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider,” said Simon.
Guys don’t let other guys keep calling other guys. Okay that came out wrong.
The moon was wide—too wide and too close. Mentally, Simon told the moon to stop being so close and bright and that it should just generally shut up with the mooniness.
Are you in fashion? You look like you’re in fashion.””No,” [Magnus] said. “I am fashion.
The rich bought wonderful clothes you recognized. The richest had their pople go to Paris and buy the entire new collection that no one outside of the fashion house has seen.
A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain.
Got caught in the rain, I see,” – Isabelle Lightwood
Do you not tire of eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering?””By leaping into the Void? Not really.
The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name.
You don’t have to do this.””I think I do,” Julian said. “I remember making a vow to that affect.””Whither thou goest, i will go, whatever stupid thing you do, i shall do also’.” Emma said. “Was that the vow?
You can not buy or drug or dream your way out of pain.
We are Morgensterns,” he added, a dark ache in his voice. ” The bright stars of morning. The children of Lucifer, the most beautiful of all God’s angels. We are so much lovelier when we fall.” He paused. “Look at me , Clary. Look at me.
A scientist said once that if the ocean were as clear as the sky, if we could see everything in it, no one would ever go in the sea.
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.
One cannot judge a man for the sins of his family.
It is always better to live the truth than to live a lie.
He had to escape. He had to go and become a hero, the way he had been once.
Every time you rip the bandages off, you just open the wound up again. Every time he sees you, it’s like tearing off the bandages.
She was afraid of nothing and demanded everything.
Magnus began to be truly alarmed. Will’s voice would have shaken, betraying that his cruelty had been part of his playacting, but his son’s laugh was that of someone genuinely delighted by the chaos erupting all around him
Ragnor [was] always happy to see chaos, but not be involved in it.
You are a great deal of trouble, Jace herondale. “So I’ve been told” jace said
He remembered running through the streets of Alicante with Tavvy in his arms, stumbling on the cracked paving. trying to keep his little brother’s face mashed against his shoulder so that he wouldn’t see the blood and death all around him.
We who are immortal, we are chained to this life by a chain of gold, and we dare not sever it for fear of what lies beyond the drop.
It was as hard to comprehend that your life would never end as it was to comprehend that it would.
Because that which was new was almost always temporary. And that which was temporary broke your heart.
…khalepa ta kala…It means that that which is worth having–the good, fine, honorable, and noble things–are difficult to attain…It means something else as well…It means ‘beauty is harsh’.
I think everyone is strong and weak in different ways.
Do you want to hear it or not? You have to keep it a secret.“ I would pluck out my own eyes with a fork before I would give away your secrets, “ Simon said, then looked anxious. “ Wait a second. Do you think that„s likely to be required?
Not giving him booze, are you? He’s a little young for it.
Keeping demons from this world is your mandate, a mandate from heaven. And a mandate from heaven isn’t something you can just ignore.
Even more blood welled up and spilled down his arm, splattering onto the ground.“Camille’s carpet,” Magnus protested.“It’s blood,” said Will. “She ought to be thrilled.
I thought you were dead.” Magnus smiled crookedly. “What, from that scratch?” He glanced down at the reddening jacket in Alec’s hand. “Okay, a deep scratch. Like, from a really, really big cat.
You think that’s the solution to everything, don’t you, Bane? Drinking and dancing and making love… but I tell you this, something is coming, and we’d be fools to ignore it.””When have I ever claimed not to be a fool?
But all these were things he could not want, because they were things he could not have, and wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness.
Every student, Shadowhunter and mundane alike, knew the name Herondale. It was Jace’s last name. It was the name of heroes.
Heroes endure because we need them. Not for their own sakes.
Everybody in this academy, Shadowhunters and mundanes, people with the Sight and without it, every one of them is looking to be a hero. We are all hoping for it, and trying for it, and soon we will all be bleeding for it.
Heroes save worlds,” Clary said. “They don’t destroy them.
Heroes endure because we need them. Not for their own sake.
I screwed her over. I didn’t want to see her screwed over by someone else.
Magnus did not take such suffering lightly, but even mortals did not die of broken hearts. No matter how cruel Grace had been, he told himself, James would heal. Even though he was a Herondale.
The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won’t get over you, Clary, he can’t.
Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.
It is not easy to be different, and even less so to be unique. But I begin to think I was never meant for an easy road.
as long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.
…We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world.” Will looked down at his bitten nails. “I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.
Every decision you make, makes you. Never let other people choose who you’re going to be.
there is a fine line between sarcasm and hostility, you seemed to have crossed it. What’s up?
Actually,” said Jace, “I prefer to think that I’m a liar in a way that’s uniquely my own.
Shouldn’t we stand back to back or something?” “What? Why?” “I don’t know. In movies that’s what they do in this kind of… situation.
I see that even as the world plunges into darkness and peril, you two stand around discussing your love lives. Teenagers.
The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.
El hambre agudiza el ingenio,” said Raphael.Hunger sharpens the wit.“Good proverb,” said Magnus. “However, like most proverbs, it sounds wise and yet does not actually clarify anything.
I have come to understand something about novels,” Tessa said.”And what is that?””They are not true.
To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed
Will looked horrified. “What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?
The Nephilim – the bogeyman for monsters, and all those who could be monsters.
All that existed was Jace; all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered.
From the first time I saw you, I’ve belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. -Jace