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  • #1
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jesus!" Luke exclaimed.
    "Actually, it's just me," said Simon. "Although I've been told the resemblance is startling.”
    Cassandra Clare

  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    “The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “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?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “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)”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?"
    "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “Isabelle drifted over, Jace a pace behind her. She was wearing a long black dress with boots and an even longer cutaway coat of soft green velvet, the color of moss. "I can't believe you did it!" she exclaimed. "How did you get Magnus to let Jace leave?"
    "Traded him for Alec," Clary said.
    Isabelle looked mildly alarmed. "Not permanently?"
    "No," said Jace. "Just for a few hours. Unless I don't come back," he added thoughtfully. "In which case, maybe he does get to keep Alec. Think of it as a lease with an option to buy."
    Isabelle looked dubious. "Mom and Dad won't be pleased if they find out."
    "That you freed a possible criminal by trading away your brother to a warlock who looks like a gay Sonic the Hedgehog and dresses like the Child Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Simon inquired. "No, probably not.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “Don't stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?"
    "Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are."
    "What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?"
    "Don't be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #8
    Cassandra Clare
    “What are all these?" Clary asked.
    "Vials of holy water, blessed knives, steel and silver blades," Jace said, piling the weapons on the floor beside him, "electrum wire - not much use at the moment but it's always good to have spares - silver bullets, charms of protetion, crucifixes, stars of David-"
    "Jesus," said Clary
    "I doubt he'd fit."
    "Jace." Clary was appalled.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice to your pets.
    Jace on the other hand, looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house and burn it down just for kicks.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #10
    Cassandra Clare
    “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

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jace?"
    "Yeah?"
    "How did you know I had Shadowhunter blood? Was there some way you could tell?"
    The elevator arrived with a final groan. Jace unlatched the gate and slid it open. The inside reminded Clary of a birdcage, all black metal and decorative bits of gilt. "I guessed," he said, latching the door behind them. "It seemed like the most likely explanation."
    "You guessed? You must have been pretty sure, considering you could have killed me."
    He pressed a button in the wall, and the elevator lurched into action with a vibrating groan that she felt all through the bones in her feet. "I was ninety percent sure."
    "I see," Clary said.
    There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put a hand to his cheek, more in surprise than pain. "What the hell was that for?"
    The other ten percent," she said, and they rode the rest of the way down to the street in silence.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “I've heard the word 'fear'. I simply choose to believe it doesn't apply to me.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    “Something inside Clary cracked and broke, and words came pouring out. 'What do you want me to tell you? The truth? The truth is that I love Simon like I should love you, and I wish he was my brother and you weren't, but I can't do anything about that and neither can you!”
    Cassandra Clare , City of Ashes

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests."
    Jace edged into the doorway, sizing up Magnus with his eyes. "Even if one of them spills a drink on my new shoes?"

    "Even then.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “He made a sound like a choked laughed before he reached out and pulled her into her arms. She was aware of Luke watching them from the window, but she shut her eyes resolutely and buried her face against Jace's shoulder. He smelled of salt and blood, and only when his mouth came close to her ear did she understand what he was saying, and it was the simplest litany of all: her name, just her name.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “Malachi scowled. "I don't remember the Clave inviting you into the Glass City, Magnus Bane."
    "They didn't," Magnus said. "Your wards are down."
    "Really?" the Consul's voice dripped sarcasm. "I hadn't noticed."
    Magnus looked concerned. "That's terrible. Someone should have told you." He glanced at Luke. "Tell him the wards are down.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “There's no need to clarify my finger snap," said Magnus. "The implication was clear in the snap itself.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #18
    Cassandra Clare
    “If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you."
    "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired.
    "He's a warlock," said Alec.
    "A sexy, sexy warlock," Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fury.
    "But warlocks are bad," protested Max, looking baffled.
    "Exactly," said Isabelle.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #19
    Cassandra Clare
    “Even the Inquisitor's eyebrows shot up when Magnus strode through the gate. The High Warlock was wearing black leather pants, a belt with a buckle in the shape of a jeweled M, and a cobalt-blue Prussian military jacket open over a white lace shirt. He shimmered with layers of glitter. His gaze rested for a moment on Alec's face with amusement and a hint of something else before moving on to Jace, prone on the ground.
    "Is he dead?" he inquired. "He looks dead."
    "No," snapped Maryse. "He's not dead."
    "Have you checked? I could kick him if you want." Magnus moved toward Jace.
    "Stop that!" the Inquisitor snapped, sounding like Clary's third-grade teacher demanding that she stop doodling on her desk with a marker.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #20
    Cassandra Clare
    “Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

  • #21
    Cassandra Clare
    “A pair of werewolves occupied another booth. They were eating raw shanks of lamb and arguing about who would win in a fight: Dumbledore from Harry Potter books or Magnus Bane.
    "Dumbledore would totally win," said the first one. "He has the badass Killing Curse."
    The second lycanthrope made a trenchant point. "But Dumbledore isn't real."
    "I don't think Magnus Bane is real either," scoffed the first. "Have you ever met him?"
    "This is so weird," said Clary, slinking down in her seat. "Are you listening to them?"
    "No. It's rude to eavesdrop," said Jace.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    “We're not dating," Alec said again.
    "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “You never called me back," he said. "I called you so many times and you never called me back."
    Magnus looked at Alec as if he'd lost his mind. "Your city is under attack," he said. "The wards have been broken, and the streets are full of demons. And you want to know why I haven't called you?"
    Alec set his jaw in a stubborn line. "I want to know why you haven't called me back."
    Magnus threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of utter exasperation. Alec noted with interest that when he did it, a few sparks escaped from his fingertips, like fireflies escaping from a jar. "You're an idiot."
    "Is that why you haven't called me? Because I'm an idiot?"
    "No." Magnus strode toward him. "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."
    "You love me?"
    "You stupid Nephilim," Magnus said patiently. "Why else am I here? Why else would I have spent the past few weeks patching up all your moronic friends every time they got hurt? And getting you out of every ridiculous situation you found yourself in? Not to mention helping you win a battle against Valentine. And all completely free of charge!”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “He’s very pretty. For a human.”
    “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “As far as I’m concerned, this is the worst thing that’s happened since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. "You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jordan doesn't really care about the blood," Simon said now. "His whole thing is about me being comfortable with what I am. Get in touch with your inner vampire, blah, blah."
    Clary slid in next to him onto the bed and hugged a pillow. "Is your inner vampire different from your...outer vampire?"
    "Definitely. He wants me to wear midriff-baring shirts and a fedora. I'm fighting it."
    Clary smiled faintly. "So your inner vampire is Magnus?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “Good organization,” said Magnus. “I knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family.”
    Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. “Did you sleep with him, too?”
    Magnus’s cat eyes widened. “Alexander!”
    Cassandra Clare

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels



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