“Why not? Do you like him?” Magnus’s eyes gleamed. “He seems to like you. I saw him going for your hand out… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I don’t think so,” Clary said. “I think maybe she reminded me of you.” “Because I’m tiny, blonde, and look good in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But Clary's a hero at heart- and that means she'll find a way to be the hero she needs to be, to… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“Your Bracelet," she said. "Acheronta movebo.' It doesn't mean 'Thus always to tyrants.' That's 'sic semper tyrannis.' This is from Virgil. 'Flectere… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clary made fun of him about his new look; but, then, Clary found everything about Simon's love life borderline hilarious. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“There will always be those who want to tell you who you are based on your name or the blood in your… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I have a plan." He groaned. "I was afraid of that." "My plans are not terrible." "Isabelle's plans are terrible." He pointed… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She managed a smile. "You're kind of pushy, you know." He shrugged. "I have a fetish for damsels in distress." "Don't be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you’d get dressed up in a nurse’s outfit… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I love you, Clary wanted to say. And, I would do it again. I would always ask for you. But those weren’t… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I think everything that happened in Idris-Valentine, Max, Hodge, even Sebastian-I kept shoving it all down, trying to forget, but it's catching… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I don't want tea," said Clary, with muffled force. "I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But they love each other," Clary said, appalled. "Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Something inside Clary cracked and broke, and words came pouring out. 'What do you want me to tell you? The truth? The… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And then Jace’s boredom exploded into a million pieces as the girl with the red hair stepped out from behind a pillar.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Lost in thought, it took her several moments to realize that Jace had been saying something to her. When she blinked at… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Suddenly reminded, she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh—Simon!" "No, I'm Jace," said Jace patiently. "Simon is the weaselly little one… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ The Great and Tragic Love of Jonathan Shadowhunter and David the Silent, by Clary Fray, Aged 17 . SIMON IT WAS… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What's that you're holding?" he asked, noticing the pamphlet, still rolled up in her left hand. "Oh, this?" She held it up.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But that's not what you said when she walked into the room," said Simon quietly. "You said, 'Why didn't you ever tell… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Well spotted,” said Isabelle. “Demon.” Demon? She couldn’t possibly be — “With the blue hair,” Alec said, putting his stele away, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Shapes began to appear in the mist as it thickened. Clary saw herself and Simon as children, holding hands, crossing a street… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I’ll tell them,” she said. “I’ll tell them it was my fault.” He looked at her, gold eyes incredulous. “You can’t lie… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Dear Alec, As your best friend and parabatai, I am offended not to have been asked to be your best man at… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It doesn’t change what we are to each other. It’s like there’s always been a piece of my soul missing, and it’s… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Was it better to think you had lost everything, and to start over? Or easier to know that the people you loved… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Belatedly, Clary recalled something. "I thought you guys said only some of the vampire bikes could fly?"...[Jace:]"Only some of them can!" "How… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You really want to know what else it was my mom said about you?" he asked. She shook her head. He didn't… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Wait a second," Clary said. "I never understand why people say that," Luke said, to no one in particular. "I wasn't going… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I'm not an angel, Jace," she repeated. "I don't return library books. I steal illegal music off the internet. I lie to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I don't remember everything," he said. "Not yet. But I remember you." He brought her hand up, touched the gold ring on… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
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… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She looked at him with loathing. "I knew you were crazy," she said. "But I didn't realize you were absolutely, spectactularly out… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But you have to learn to bend a little,” said Clary with a yawn. Despite the story’s content, the rhythm of Jace’s… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Beautiful. He'd called her beautiful. Nobody had ever called her that before, except her mother, which didn't count. Mothers were required to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What would you give someone who likes to play the piano?” “A piano.” “Simon.” “A really huge metronome that could also double… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace looked as if she had slapped him. "Why are you determined not to believe us?" "Because she loves you," said Valentine.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Valentine!" "You mean father. I despise this modern habit of calling one's parents by their names." "What I want to call you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image