Cassandra Clare Quotes

I just... I don't know how I got here." "I could probably retrace our steps. Straight through the faerie corridor, left at the decimated village, right at the blasted plain of the damned, sharp U-turn at the heap of dead demon--

I want to be mad at you." "Oh? What for?" "Risking your life. Except you didn't, really. You were just standing there and the demon grabbed you. Admittedly, you were being obnoxious to Simon." "If a demon grabbed me every time I was obnoxious to Simon, I'd have died the day you met me.

Warlocks are independent. And hard to get hold of. Like cats, but with fewer tails. Well, there are some tails. I don't have one myself--

'We don't have a mouse problem,' said Maia. 'We have a megalomaniac problem.' She looked at Catarina. 'Sebastian's determined to drive wedges between Downworlders and Shadowhunters. Kidnapping the representatives, attacking the Praetor, he won't stop there. All of Downworld will know soon enough what's going on. The question is, where will they stand?' 'We will stand bravely with you!' Malcolm announced. Catarina looked darkly at him, and he quailed. 'Well, we will stand bravely near you. Or at least within earshot.'

'Help? Of course we can help,' Malcolm said, turning around to face them. 'You need to get a message through? There's always carrier kittens.' 'You mean pigeons,' said Bat. 'Carrier pigeons.' Malcolm shook his head. 'Carrier kittens. They're so cute, no one can deny them. Fix your mouse problem, too.'

You don't all have to look so worried. I was doing fine." "Fine? If your definition of 'fine' suddenly includes becoming a snack for a flying death turtle, then we are going to have words, Jace Lightwood--

'There,' he said, pointing to the leafy tunnel. 'That goes farther into Faerie. And that'--he pointed ahead--'is the road to Hell. That's where we're going.' 'I always heard it was paved with good intentions,' said Simon. 'Place your feet upon the way and find out, Daylighter,' said the Queen.

I'm sorry. It's just-- you know me. I only have two reactions to bad news. Uncontrollable rage and then a sharp left turn into boiling self-hatred.

Above her another window opened, and Alec leaned out. 'What's going on?' His gaze landed on Clary and the others, his eyebrows drawing together in confusion. 'What is this? Early caroling?' 'I don't carol,' said Simon. 'I'm Jewish. I only know the dreidel song.'

Weapons, when they break and are mended, can be stronger at the mended places. Perhaps hearts are the same.

Herondales. I had almost forgotten. No other family does so much for love, or feels so much guilt for it. Don't carry the weight of the world on you, Jace. It's too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.

Jace Herondale. Once more a Herondale is the bringer of my deliverance. I should have anticipated.

I want to see Brother Zachariah." "He is well. You need not worry yourself about him." "I want to see him. I nearly killed him at the Citadel--" "That was not you. That was the heavenly fire. And it did anything but harm him." "He said when I met him that he believes a debt is owed to the Herondales. I'm a Herondale. He'd want to see me." "And then you intend to depart the Basilias?" "There is nothing wrong with me. I don't need to be in the infirmary. Surely you could be using your resources more fruitfully on the actually wounded. Look, you can either bring me to Brother Zachariah or I can wander around yelling for him until he turns up." "You are a great deal of trouble, Jace Herondale." "So I've been told.

Clary looked down at herself. She was wearing a pair of flannel pajamas, too short in the leg and tight in the chest, with fire trucks on them. Luke raised an eyebrow. 'I think those were mine when I was a kid.' 'You can't seriously tell me there wasn't anything else you could have put me in.' 'If you insist on trying to get yourself killed, I insist on being the one who chooses what you wear while you recover,' Jocelyn said with a tiny smirk. 'The pajamas of vengeance,' Clary muttered.

Everyone should die with someone holding onto them.