Jace Herondale Quotes

“This is probably a bad idea,” Jace said. “Like, a record-breakingly bad idea. Like a go-down-in-history bad idea. But—”
Clary bounced to her feet. “What he means is, we’re in,” she said. “We love bad ideas.”
“That’s true,” Jace admitted, a smile breaking over his face. Suddenly he looked seventeen again.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Uncle Jace says we will kill all the demins,” he reported with joy. “All the demins!”
“Well, have you considered that your uncle Jace is a hurtful person?” said the demon. “Always rudely stabbing everyone, and sarcastic.”
Max scowled. “Love Uncle Jace. Hate demins.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Land I Lost

“Adaon seized up a number of swords. Jace held out his hand for one.
“Come to papa,” he crooned.
“I can’t believe you have a beard,” Emma noted, momentarily diverted.
Jace touched his bristly cheek. “Well, it has been a week, at least. I expect it makes me look manly, like a burnished god.”
“I hate it,” said Emma.
“I like it,” said Clary loyally.
“I don’t believe you,” said Emma. She stuck out her hand toward Adaon. “Give me my sword. Jace can use it to shave.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“They’re here right now?” Clary sputtered. “But—I’m wearing a T-shirt that says ‘Unicorn Power’—”
“There are no such things as unicorns,” Jace said.
“I know,” Clary said. “That’s why it’s funny”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Jace shot finger guns at Julie Beauvale, who had turned bright pink.
“Good to see you, bestie,” he said.
Simon’s shoulders were shaking. Isabelle, who had been watching with a half smile, patted his back.
Clary scrunched her nose at Jace.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“It’s an old story,” said Jace. “But as you know—all the stories are true.”
“Or at least true in part.” Clary smiled up at him.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“He’d always assumed that storybook moments like these were meant for Jace, Isabelle, anyone but him. Yet here he was.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“Alec was used to feeling a combination of affection and annoyance toward the people he loved. Typically, he’d start the relationship with a feeling of total annoyance and minimal affection, and then as time passed, the annoyance diminished and the affection grew. This described the arc of his relationship with Jace, his parabatai and closest friend, and more recently described how he’d felt about Clary Fairchild when she’d come into their lives.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“A blast of music echoing down the corridors was his only reply. Alec and Raphael both winced. Raphael glanced up at him.
“This is the worst party I’ve ever been to,” he said. “And I hate parties. People keep asking me whether I have extra superpowers, and I tell them they are thinking of Simon, whom I dislike.”
“That’s a little harsh,” said Alec.
“You have to be harsh with fledglings or they do not learn,” said Raphael sternly. “Besides, his jokes are stupid.”
“They’re not all gold,” Alec admitted.
“How do you know him?” Raphael snapped his fingers. “Wait, I remember. He’s friends with your annoying blond parabatai, right?”
He was, though Simon would probably be surprised to hear it. Alec was very familiar with how Jace behaved when he wanted to be your friend. He didn’t act friendly, which would have been too easy. Instead he just spent a lot of time in your presence until you got used to him being there, which he was clearly now doing with regard to Simon. When Jace and Alec were little, Jace had done a lot of hostile hanging around him, hoping to be noticed and loved. Alec honestly preferred it to awkward getting-to-know-you conversations.
“Right. Plus, Simon is sort of dating my sister, Isabelle,” said Alec.
“That can’t be,” said Raphael. “Isabelle can do better.”
“Er, do you know my sister?” Alec asked.
“She threatened me with a candelabra once, but we don’t really chat,” said Raphael. “Which means we have my ideal relationship.” He gave Alec a cold glare. “It’s the relationship I wish I had with all Shadowhunters.”
Alec was about to give up and walk away.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“I like her[Emma],” Isabelle said finally. “She kind of reminds me of Jace when he was little, and stubborn, and acted like he was immortal.”

“Two of those things still apply,” said Clary.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“You taught me it takes more bravery to love completely that it does to walk unarmed into battle,” he said. “To love you and be loved by you is an honor, Clary.” She grinned at him. “And what do I get in return for the honor?”

“My sparkling wit,” he said, starting to undo her zipper. “My charming company. My good looks. And…” He looked up at her, suddenly serious. “My heart, for all the days of my life.” She bent to brush her lips across his. “And you have mine”
― Cassandra Clare, A Long Conversation

“Jace didn't just pull the pigtails of people he had crushes on. He pulled the pigtails of everyone in the world he liked. This was something Simon still had not figured out over the years.”
― Cassandra Clare, Ghosts of the Shadow Market

“Mundane education is regrettably prosaic," - Jace Lightwood-Herondale”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Don’t carry the weight of the world on you Jace. It’s too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Jace Herondale, once more a Herondale is the bringer of my deliverance. I should have anticipated.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“You are a great deal of trouble, Jace herondale.
“So I’ve been told” jace said”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Never fear, said Brother Zachariah. I am fighting with you.”
― Cassandra Clare, Son of the Dawn

“That guy over there in the corner is totally looking the other way,” Jace observed, pointing at the TV screen. “A spinning wheel kick would put him out of commission.”

“I can’t kick people in this game. I can only shoot them. See?” Kyle mashed some buttons.

“That’s stupid.” Jace looked over and seemed to see Simon for the first time. “Back from your breakfast meeting, I see,” he said without much welcome in his tone. “I bet you thought you were very clever, sneaking off like that.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“She said something to me,” he said. “While she was dying. She said, ‘Your father would be proud of you.’ I thought she was being cruel. I thought she meant Valentine….”

Amatis shook her head. “She meant Stephen,” she said softly. “And she was right. He would have been.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“I don't blame you for hating me. I wish you would. As long as I can dream, I'll dream about you.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Yes, because when you are, girls can't see you, because you're invisible." Simon shook his head. "You're a public menace. You shouldn't be allowed out on your own.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“You know, some people think Shadowhunters are just myths. Like mummies and genies.” Kyle grinned at Jace. “Can you grant wishes?”
The fact that Kyle had just called Clary cute did not seem to have endeared him to Jace, whose face had tightened alarmingly. “That depends,” he said. “Do you wish to be punched in the face?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“I’ll have to learn what you did: that family isn’t blood. It’s the people who love you. The people who have your back. Like the Lightwoods did for you.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“What’s the Nephilim motto again?”
“ ‘We are dust and shadows,’ ” said Ty, not looking up from his book.

“Some of us are very handsome dust,” Jace added”
― Cassandra Clare

“Mundane education is regrettably prosaic”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“I am not a hero.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“So many times since Clary died, Janus had swung around thinking he would see her, hoping desperately for a ghost, for a whisper, for anything but this endless darkness without her. He had to stop wishing for her, stop hoping for her, stop searching for her. He had to burn his heart out until there was nothing left but ash. No matter where he looked, she was never there.”
― Cassandra Clare, Ghosts of the Shadow Market

“El pasado es un país extranjero: allí las cosas se hacen de otra manera.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“No more fantasies, no more dreams. He knew then that none of the illusions he’d tried to fool himself with had ever even come close. Every detail had been wrong, everything in the world had been wrong, and everything about himself.”
― Cassandra Clare, Ghosts of the Shadow Market