Clary And Jace Quotes

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Cassandra Clare
“And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

Cassandra Clare
“While this is all very amusing, the kiss that will free the girl is the kiss that she most desires,” she said. “Only that and nothing more.”

Jace’s heart started to pound. He met the Queen’s eyes with his own. “Why are you doing this?”

… “Desire is not always lessened by disgust…And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn’t desire your kiss, she won’t be free.”

“You don’t have to do this, Clary, it’s a trick—” (Simon)

...Isabelle sounded exasperated. ‘Who cares, anyway? It’s just a kiss.”

“That’s right,” Jace said. Clary looked up, then finally, and her wide green eyes rested on him. He moved toward her... and put his hand on her shoulder, turning her to face him… He could feel the tension in his own body, the effort of holding back, of not pulling her against him and taking this one chance, however dangerous and stupid and unwise, and kissing her the way he had thought he would never, in his life, be able to kiss her again. “It’s just a kiss,” he said, and heard the roughness in his own voice, and wondered if she heard it, too.

Not that it mattered—there was no way to hide it. It was too much. He had never wanted like this before... She understood him, laughed when he laughed, saw through the defenses he put up to what was underneath. There was no Jace Wayland more real than the one he saw in her eyes when she looked at him… All he knew was that whatever he had to owe to Hell or Heaven for this chance, he was going to make it count.

He...whispered in her ear. “You can close your eyes and think of England, if you like,” he said.
Her eyes fluttered shut, her lashes coppery lines against her pale, fragile skin. “I’ve never even been to England,” she said, and the softness, the anxiety in her voice almost undid him. He had never kissed a girl without knowing she wanted it too, usually more than he did, and this was Clary, and he didn’t know what she wanted. Her eyes were still closed, but she shivered, and leaned into him — barely, but it was permission enough.

His mouth came down on hers. And that was it. All the self-control he’d exerted over the past weeks went, like water crashing through a broken dam. Her arms came up around his neck and he pulled her against him… His hands flattened against her back... and she was up on the tips of her toes, kissing him as fiercely as he was kissing her... He clung to her more tightly, knotting his hands in her hair, trying to tell her, with the press of his mouth on hers, all the things he could never say out loud...

His hands slid down to her waist... he had no idea what he would have done or said next, if it would have been something he could never have pretended away or taken back, but he heard a soft hiss of laughter — the Faerie Queen — in his ears, and it jolted him back to reality. He pulled away from Clary before he it was too late, unlocking her hands from around his neck and stepping back... Clary was staring at him. Her lips were parted, her hands still open. Her eyes were wide. Behind her, Alec and Isabelle were gaping at them; Simon looked as if he was about to throw up.

...If there had ever been any hope that he could have come to think of Clary as just his sister, this — what had just happened between them — had exploded it into a thousand pieces... He tried to read Clary’s face — did she feel the same? … I know you felt it, he said to her with his eyes, and it was half bitter triumph and half pleading. I know you felt it, too…She glanced away from him... He whirled on the Queen. “Was that good enough?” he demanded. “Did that entertain you?”

The Queen gave him a look: special and secretive and shared between the two of them. “We are quite entertained," she said. “But not, I think, so much as the both of you.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

Cassandra Clare
“He'd burn the whole world down til he could dig out you of the ashes.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

Cassandra Clare
“Damnit.' Isabelle, standing in the mouth of the alley, her wet black hair like a cloak around her shoulders, kicked a trash can out of her way and glowered. 'Oh, for goodness's sake,' she said. 'I can't believe you two. Why? What's wrong with bedrooms? And pivacy?”
Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

Cassandra Clare
“She knew how breakups went from hearing other girls complain about them. First the pulling away, the gradual refusal to return notes or phone calls. The vague messages saying nothing was wrong, that the other person just needed a little space. Then the speech about how "It's not you, it's me." Then the crying part.

She'd never thought any of that would apply to her and Jace. What they had wasn't ordinary, or subject to the ordinary rules of relationships and breakups. They belonged to each other totally, and always will, and that was that.

But maybe everyone felt that way? Until the moment they realized they were just like everyone else, and everyone they'd thought was real shattered apart.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

Cassandra Clare
“You know," Clary said, "most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction."
"Ah," said Jace blithely, "that might explain why I so often run into people who seem to dislike me.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

Cassandra Clare
“Yes...and I'm worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you'll wind up making out with him too."

"Don't be sexist. They could find me a female instructor."

"In that case, you have my permission to make out with her as long as I can watch.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

Cassandra Clare
“Its three in the morning,' she noted with dismay. 'Do you think Simon’s all right?'
'I think he‘s weird, actually,' said Jace. 'Though that has little to do with time.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

Cassandra Clare
“She had imagined Jace leaping from the bed in astonishment and gasping something like "Egad!" This didn't happen-largely, she suspected, because Jace had seen much stranger things in his life, and also because nobody used the word "Egad!" anymore. His eyes widened, though.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

Cassandra Clare
“But-Jace what are you doing?'
'Finishing my shower. And if you‘ve made me run through all the hot water, I‘ll be very annoyed.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

Cassandra Clare
“In some ways, we've been through something no one else can ever understand but the two of us... And it made me realize. We are always and absolutely better together.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

Cassandra Clare
“He pointed at Brother Jeremiah, who had come to a halt in front of a statue just slightly taller than he was, its base overgrown with moss. The statue was of an angel. The marble of the statue was so smooth it was almost translucent. The face of the angel was fierce and beautiful and sad. In long white hands the angel held a cup, its rim studded with marble jewels. Something about the statue tickled Clary’s memory with an uneasy familiarity. There was a date inscribed on the base, 1234, and words inscribed around it: NEPHILIM: FACILIS DESCENSUS AVERNI.
“Is that meant to be the Mortal Cup?” she asked.
Jace nodded. “And that’s the motto of the Nephilim—the Shadowhunters—there on the base.”
“What does it mean?”
Jace’s grin was a white flash in the darkness. “It means ‘Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234.’”
“Jace—”
It means, said Jeremiah, The descent into Hell is easy.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

Cassandra Clare
“I just wish,” he said, not looking at her but at the floor, “that I could say the right thing, do the right thing, to make this easier for you. Whatever you want from me, I want to do it. I want to be there for you in whatever the right way is for you, Clary.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

Cassandra Clare
“She couldn't pinpoint the exact moment she'd fallen in love with Jace, but there had always been something about him that reminded her of a lion, a wild animal unfettered by rules, the promise of a life of freedom. Never "I can't," but always "I can." Always the risk and the surety, never the fear or the question.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

Cassandra Clare
“The truth is that I love Simon like I should love you, and I wish that he was my brother and you weren't." - Clary”
Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

Cassandra Clare
“ “ It’ s a lot to process,” she said. “ What Sebastian said, what happened last night, everything. I need to sleep, but I’ m too keyed up. When I was young and I couldn’ t sleep, my mother used to read to me to relax me.”
“ A nd I remind you of your mother now? I have got to look into a manlier cologne”
Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

Cassandra Clare
“To her you're Jocelyn's daughter. But I'll always be Valentine's son”
Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

Cassandra Clare
“You don't have to. I have enough faith in you," she said, "for the both of us.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

Cassandra Clare
“It was like he was always half-awake where other people were concerned. And then we met you, and he woke up."
— Isabelle to Clary, City of Glass”
Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

Cassandra Clare
“—¿Cuándo —dijo—, te volviste tan cuidadosa?
—No soy cuidadosa —dijo mientras él tocaba su sien con sus labios. Su cálido aliento agitaba los rizos en su oído—. Simplemente no soy tú.
Lo sintió reír. Sus manos se deslizaron por sus costados, la agarró por la cintura.
—Eso, definitivamente no eres. Eres mucho más bonita.
—Debes amarme —dijo ella, respirando lentamente, mientras los labios de él se movían insoportablemente lento a lo largo de su mandíbula—. Nunca pensé que admitirías que alguien es más guapo que tú.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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