Jace Herondale Quotes

“Alec was very still for a moment, barely breathing. Then, to Jace's surprise, he reached out and ruffled Jace's hair, the way an older brother might ruffle his younger sibling's hair. His smile was cautious, but it was full of real affection. "Thanks for seeing me," he said, and walked off down the tunnel.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“And tell them what?" Jace said witheringly. "That invisible people are bothering you? Trust me, little girl, the police aren't going to arrest someone they can't see”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones / City of Ashes / City of Glass / City of Fallen Angels / City of Lost Souls

“There's nothing wrong with George. It is not possible to find fault with George. He's a perfect Scottish angel. He always shares the snacks that his mother sends him and he's better- looking than Jace. There, I said it. I'm not taking it back.”
― Cassandra Clare, Bitter of Tongue

“Jace, who had asked Alec to be his parabatai and then always pretended as if he did not need one. Alec was not fooled.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“Magnus hesitated. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “We’ve been rushing around getting ready to leave, and I haven’t so much as googled the word Svefnthorn.”

“I googled it,” Jace said, to Alec’s surprise. “While we were getting our stuff together.”

“You,” said Alec, “googled it.”

“Yeah,” said Jace. “It sounded Norse, so I went into the library and looked it up in the Saga Concordances. Like a normal person. That’s googling, right?”

“More or less,” said Simon.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Lost Book of the White

“I’ve made some weird calls in my time,” Jace mused, “but spending ten minutes in free fall from one unknown place in a hell dimension to a different unknown place in a hell dimension is pretty reckless even for me.”

“Don’t feel bad,” said Magnus. “It wasn’t really your decision.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Lost Book of the White

“Sure, he likes you," said Alec. "You're heterosexual and have low expectations of father figures."
"I think they'll probably put that on my gravestone. 'He Was Heterosexual and Had Low Expectations.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“The Children of Lilith will indeed be in debt to the Children of the courts after this day Kieran Kingson," said Magnus, staring intently in what he clearly thought was Kieran's direction.
"That was a very nice speech, Bane" said Jace. "Unfortunately, you're talking to a doughnut."
"I appreciate the sentiment regardless," said Kieran.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“ “. I’ll find you something. Something that says Herondale.”
“I could slay with my deadly sense of humor and wicked charm,” said Kit.
“Now that says Herondale.” Jace looked pleased.” ”
― cassandra clare, The Dark Artifices, the Complete Collection (Boxed Set): Lady Midnight; Lord of Shadows; Queen of Air and Darkness

“Keeping your clothes on?” he said. “I could promise not to look, but I’d be lying.”
-Jace Herondale”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Alec, you’ve known me for seven years,” said Jace. “When have I ever had perspective?”
- Jace Herondale”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“We could probably go in without invisibility glamours,” said Isabelle, craning her neck to look down the street. “Half these people have more tattoos than we do.”

“But none of them are nearly as attractive.” Jace narrowed his eyes as his Farsight rune took effect, following Isabelle’s gaze. Halfway up the line he saw a flash of something bright. Red hair. A girl with bright red hair was standing in line next to a dark-haired boy who was gesturing animatedly. “Well,” he amended. “Almost none of them.”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“Isabelle glanced quizzically toward the bar entrance. The red-haired girl was smiling. Jace wondered if Isabelle saw her. There was something about her. It was like looking at something bright. Not just her hair, the color of it, but a brightness that seemed to come from inside her.”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“I don't usually have to pray," said Jace. "Usually when things go wrong, we come to Magnus and he fixes them.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“We could probably go in without invisibility glamours,” said Isabelle, craning her neck to look down the street. “Half these people have more tattoos than we do.”

“But none of them are nearly as attractive.” Jace narrowed his eyes as his Farsight rune took effect, following Isabelle’s gaze. Halfway up the line he saw a flash of something bright. Red hair. A girl with bright red hair was standing in line next to a dark-haired boy who was gesturing animatedly. “Well,” he amended. “Almost none of them.”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“Well spotted,” said Isabelle. “Demon.”

Demon? She couldn’t possibly be —

“With the blue hair,” Alec said, putting his stele away, and Jace realized with a jolt that he’d missed the boy just in front of the redhead in line. He had blue hair that stuck up in spikes and piercings in his eyebrows. “Eidolon.” He tipped his head toward Jace. “Shall we?”

Jace didn’t respond for a moment. The demon slipped into the club, and the bouncer stopped the girl with the red hair and her friend”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“It was the girl with red hair and her friend. Jace stood up straight. The girl had taken her hair out of its ponytail and it spilled down over her shoulders, the color of a sunset. She was dancing with her eyes closed. And Jace felt something inside him stir at the way she moved, as if she had found her own circle of peace inside the chaos. She seemed sheltered by something he didn’t quite understand as she danced — and he had seen people dance and move with rare skill and amazing grace — with no sense of rhythm or practice.

Jace rarely thought about mundanes. They were the people he was supposed to protect, but his father had never brought him up to think about them as anything but an undifferentiated mass of needs and wants. A need to be saved. A want to be ignorant. Never to know of the darkness that surrounded them, the things that moved in the shadows.

He had never thought of them as carrying light themselves. But the girl with the red hair, there was a light around her.”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“You’re staring,” Alec said. His voice was clipped, disapproving. “At that girl. With the red hair.”

"The one with the dark-haired friend?” Jace said. “I am not.”

“If you weren’t, you wouldn’t know she had a dark-haired friend,” said Alec, who was terminally literal. “And besides, he’s probably her boyfriend."

“He’s not,” Jace said immediately, and then realized he had no reason for assuming that, and also shouldn’t be speculating about the love lives of mundane”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“Just like every other demon. Jace felt a flicker of something — boredom? — as he reached for a seraph blade. All demons were the same: all the ones that could talk, anyway. They sputtered, they denied. They claimed they knew where Valentine was. They offered gold and gems, sometimes. Once one had offered naked dancing girls. Jace had almost taken that one up on the offer. It had been a slow Saturday.

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, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“And then Jace’s boredom exploded into a million pieces as the girl with the red hair stepped out from behind a pillar. "Stop!” she cried. “You can’t do this.”

It was as if the ground had been yanked out from under Jace. He was barely aware that his blade had clattered to the ground.”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“What’s this?” Alec said, looking baffled.

“It’s a girl,” Jace said. He moved closer to the redhead, who stood with her feet braced apart, her hands on her hips, clearly with no intention of being scared away. He was vaguely aware of her loose shirt, unbuttoned over a tank top. Of the pulse at her throat and the rise of her breath. “A mundie girl,” he said. She was definitely, definitely not a demon. Her skin was lightly freckled, her eyes green mixed with gold. “And she can see us."

“Of course I can see you,” she snapped. “I’m not blind.”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“Knock her out,” Alec muttered, under his breath. “Just . . . clonk her on the head with something."

“Just go,” Jace said to the girl. “Get out of here, if you know what’s good for you.”

But she only planted her feet harder. He could see the look in her eyes, like exclamation points: No! No!”
― Cassandra Clare, We Jace you a Clary Xmas

“I’m sorry,” Jace said quietly. “That you lost your parabatai. Is there anyone— anyone left for you to go home to?”
The boy’s mouth curved a little at the corner. “There is one. She has always been home for me. But not so soon. I must stay, first.”
“To fight?”
“And love and grieve. When I was a Silent Brother, my loves and losses were muted slightly, like music heard from a distance, true in tune but muffled. Now—now it has all come upon me at once. I am bowed under it. I must be stronger before I can see her.” His smile was wistful. “Have you ever felt that your heart contained so much that it must surely break apart?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Alec and I are unafraid to express our manly love," said Jace. "Sometimes he carries me around like a swooning damsel.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Dark Artifices, the Complete Collection (Boxed Set): Lady Midnight; Lord of Shadows; Queen of Air and Darkness

“Alec was sitting a little apart, staring at the screen of his phone with an expression of intense concentration.
Jace threw himself down next to his parabatai. “I’ve heard that if you stare at those things enough, they’ll ring.”
“He’s been texting Magnus,” said Isabelle, glancing over with a disapproving look.
“I haven’t,” Alec said automatically.
“Yes, you have,” said Jace, craning to look over Alec’s shoulder. “And calling. I can see your outgoing calls.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Shadowhunters are the Angel's weapons. Temper us in the fire, and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“It smells like heartbreak in here.' said Jace.
'That's the Chinese food.' Magnus threw himself onto the sofa and stretched out his long legs.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Weapons, when they break and are mended, can be stronger at the mended places,' said Jace. 'Perhaps hearts are the same.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“I think they'll probably put that on my gravestone. 'He was Heterosexual and Had Low Expectations.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“If Jace was gold, catching the light and the attention, Alec was silver: so used to everyone else looking at Jace that that was where he looked too, so used to living in Jace's shadow that he didn't expect to be seen. Maybe it was enough to be the first person to tell Alec that he was worth being seen ahead of everyone in a room, and of being looked at longest.
And silver, though few people knew it, was rarer than gold.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]