"It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234.'""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)

""Don't order any of the faerie food," said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. "It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not," he added hastily, "that this has ever happened to me.""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)

"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 (City of Glass)

"It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl."
— Cassandra Clare

"Clary: We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now.
Jace: I was going to watch Project Runway."
— Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes)

"Clary: "Don't stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?"
Jace: "Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are."
Clary: "What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?"
Jace: "Don't be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)

"Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss out love.
-Jace"
— Cassandra Clare

""Lawful good to lawful evil!" said Simon, pleased.
"He's quoting Dungeons and Dragons," said Clary. "Ignore him.""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes)

"Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self." "Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before. "Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like "Get out.""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)

""But--" Maia, still looking at Alec and Magnus, broke off and rasied her eyebrows. Simon turned to see what she was looking at-- and stared.
Alec had his arms around Magnus and was kissing him full on the mouth. Magnus, who appeared to be in a state ov shock, stood frozen. Several groups of people--Shadowhunters and Downworlders alike-- were staring and whispering. Glancing to the side, Simon saw the Lightwoods, their eyes widen, gaping at the display. Maryse had her hand over her mouth.
Maia looked perplexed. "Wait a second," she said. "Do we all have to do that, too?""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Glass)

"Alec: You're Valentine's son. I'm sure you're the one the Queen really wants to see. Besides, you're charming.
(Jace glares at him)
Alec: Maybe not at the moment."
— Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes)

"Watching Jace hug Isabelle, [Clary] tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression.
Simon: Are you all right? Your eyes are crossing."
— Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes)

"Simon say "Have you tried talking to her?"
Jace replies: "No. We have been punching her in the face repeatedly. What? You don't think that will work?" "
— Cassandra Clare

""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."
— Cassandra Clare - (City of Glass)

"“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.” “’Confused’ is a nice word for it,” said Jace."
— Cassandra Clare (City of Glass)

""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.""
— Cassandra Clare (City of Ashes)

"'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.'"
— Cassandra Clare (City of Glass)

""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"
— Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)

"Are You Ready for New Urban Fragrances?

Yeah, I guess I'm ready, but listen:

Perfume is a disguise. Since the middle ages, we have worn masks of fruit and flowers in order to conceal from ourselves the meaty essence of our humanity. We appreciate the sexual attractant of the rose, the ripeness of the orange, more than we honor our own ripe carnality.

Now today we want to perfume our cities, as well; to replace their stinging fumes of disturbed fossils' sleep with the scent of gardens and orchards. Yet, humans are not bees any more than they are blossoms. If we must pull an olfactory hood over our urban environment, let it be of a different nature.

I want to travel on a train that smells like snowflakes.

I want to sip in cafes that smell like comets.

Under the pressure of my step, I want the streets to emit the precise odor of a diamond necklace.

I want the newspapers I read to smell like the violins left in pawnshops by weeping hobos on Christmas Eve.

I want to carry luggage that reeks of the neurons in Einstein's brain.

I want a city's gases to smell like the golden belly hairs of the gods.

And when I gaze at a televised picture of the moon, I want to detect, from a distance of 239,000 miles, the aroma of fresh mozzarella."
— Tom Robbins (Wild Ducks Flying Backward)

"I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't live without each other love. And I don't think that love is here in this expensive suite in this lovely hotel in Paris."
— Carrie Bradshaw "Sex and the City"

"And quit baring your fangs at me. It's making me nervous." -Jace

"Good,"Simon said. "if you want to know why, it's because you smell like blood."
"It's my cologne. Eau de Recent Injury." Jace raised his left hand."
— Cassandra Clare City of Glass

"'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.'"
— Jace Cassandra Clare City of Glass

"The angel brought you back."
"Because you asked him to. You could have anything alse in the world, and you asked for me."
"But I dont want anything else in the world. I love you. I would do it again. I would ask for you."
— Cassandra Claire - city of glass clary and jace

"What's the use of a great city having temptations if fellows don't yield to them?"
— P.G. Wodehouse (Carry On, Jeeves)

"We always have choices. In the end that was the choice you made, and it does'nt matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did it."
— Cassandra Clare-City of Glass

"'When someone has been mean to you, why would you want to be good to them?' 'You wouldn't want to. That's what makes it hard. You do it anyway. Being good is hard. Much harder than being bad.' --People of sparks--"
— Jeanne DuPrau

"There is no question that there is an unseen world. The problem is, how far is it from midtown and how late is it open?"
— Woody Allen

""I Dont want to grow up, i want to be an angst ridden teenager who cant confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead" (Jace)
"
— Cassandra Claire

"She realized all at once that Doon, thin, dark eyed Doon, with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket, and his good heart---- was the person she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend.
--City of Ember--"
— Jeanne DuPrau

"There is no pretending. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there's a life after that, I'll love you then."
— Cassandra Claire-city of glass

"I'd rather be thin than famous
but I'm fat
paste that in your broadway show "
— Jack Kerouac

"No matter how far you travel or how much you run from it, can you ever really escape your past?"
— Becky Hartman Edwards and Michael Patrick King

"She threw the door open. The room seemed to be a sort of library, the walls lined with books. It was brightly lit, light streaming through a tall picture window. In the middle of the room stood Jace. He wasn't alone, though-not by a long shot. There was a dark-haired girl with him, a girl Clary had never seen before, and the two of them were locked together in a passionate embrace
"
— Cassandra Clare City of Glass

"“Sure.” Olivia smirked. “Good ol’ New York Public Library. I’m sure it’s up to date on the latest Demons that escape through well-guarded Demon Gates.”"
— Cheyenne McCray (Demons Not Included: A Night Tracker Novel)

"Now Doon seemed to care for his new friends more than he did for her. Every time she thought about him she felt a thud of pain, like a bruised place inside her. --People of Sparks--"
— Jeanne DuPrau

"It is necessary to find one's own way in New York. New York City is not hospitable. She is very big and she has no heart. She is not charming. She is not sympathetic. She is rushed and noisy and unkempt, a hard, ambitious, irresolute place, not very lively, and never gay. When she glitters she is very, very bright, and when she does not glitter she is dirty. New York does nothing for those of us who are inclined to love her except implant in our hearts a homesickness that baffles us until we go away from her, and then we realize why we are restless. At home or away, we are homesick for New York not because New York used to be better and not because she used to be worse but because the city holds us and we don't know why."
— Maeve Brennan

"There was a sky somewhere above the tops of the buildings, with stars and a moon and all the things there are in a sky, but they were content to think of the distant street lights as planets and stars. If the lights prevented you from seeing the heavens, then preform a little magic and change reality to fit the need. The street lights were now planets and stars and moon. "
— Hubert Selby Jr. (Requiem for a Dream)

"when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow."
— William S. Burroughs

"Under the seeming disorder of the old city, wherever the old city is working successfully, is a marvelous order for maintaining the safety of the streets and the freedom of the city. It is a complex order. Its essence is intricacy of sidewalk use, bringing with it a constant succession of eyes. This order is all composed of movement and change, and although it is life, not art, we may fancifully call it the art form of the city and liken it to the dance — not to a simple-minded precision dance with everyone kicking up at the same time, twirling in unison and bowing off en masse, but to an intricate ballet in which the individual dancers and ensembles all have distinctive parts which miraculously reinforce each other and compose an orderly whole. The ballet of the good city sidewalk never repeats itself from place to place, and in any once place is always replete with new improvisations."
— Jane Jacobs (The Death and Life of Great American Cities)

"Doon was touched. Kenny looked like a tiny little wisp, but there was something strong inside him. --People of Sparks--"
— Jeanne DuPrau

"I love you Richard, but I love me more!"
— Samantha Jones

"There's nothing wrong with you..not even the darkest corner of that beautiful soul. ~ Hunter (City of Souls)"
— Vicki Pettersson

"He had once thought it was strange to have a friend you'd never met. Now it was even stranger, losing a friend you'd never really had"
— Tad Williams (City of Golden Shadow)

"In the city a funeral is just an interruption of traffic; in the country it is a form of entertainment. "
— George Ade

"http://www.alphawindows.com"
— Alpha

"…out of the city’s eighty-five thousand streets, there are about eight hundred fifty called Juárez, seven hundred fifty named Hidalgo, and seven hundred known as Morelos. Two hundred are called 16 de Septiembre, while a hundred more are called 16 de Septiembre Avenue, Alley, Mews, or Extension…"
— David Lida

"The city is only good when you don't know whats going on down there."
— Olivia Barkley

"This was a townscape raised in the teeth of cold winds from the east; a city of winding cobbled streets and haughty pillars; a city of dark nights and candlelight, and intellect."
— Alexander McCall Smith (The Sunday Philosophy Club)