Better in Black Quotes

“Clary, if tomorrow morning we got crushed to death in a trash compactor, it would still be worth it, for all the time we had. Every minute we spend together is worth a lifetime. And I would always, always choose you.'
She squinted at him suspiciously. 'That's lovely, but--- a trash compactor? Simon and Isabelle made you watch Star Wars again, didn't they?'
'No one makes me do anything,' Jace said, which meant yes.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“There was, she admitted, something wonderful about this. Storytelling was a fundamental impulse of humanity, as natural to the mind and body as eating and sleeping and falling in love. It made sense that everyone believed they could do it, because everyone who had ever been comforted by a story, or loved a character, or lived within a world of imagination, held a story world inside them.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“it was true enough that she could not do up her own dresses without help”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Children ask more questions, but they’re also more accepting of answers. They don’t see the absences in the world you paint for them.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“She had created a universe—every book is a universe, you know—and that is a sort of magic. Perhaps the most powerful magic that exists.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“At four o’clock all fighting is paused for half an hour for tea and biscuits.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Love was seeing the truth of a person. Love was keeping faith that the best version you saw was the truest.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“She thought about Max. Not just about the one who was missing, but the one who was lost forever. She thought about Maryse, the woman she knew and the little girl she could barely imagine, the younger sister who thought her big brother was a superhero who could do no wrong. She thought about the Trueblood line, about the ways it continued and the ways it was severed, a tree with too many branches snapped off. She thought about her own mother, hiding in the mundane world, a part of herself always separate, always hidden. And about herself, hidden in plain sight, unseen by the Shadow World, oblivious to its dangers. She thought about Simon, the closest thing she had to a brother, and how she’d felt that year he’d lost his memories, their lives together erased in a heartbeat. How losing him had felt like losing a part of herself. How she’d searched his expression for a glimmer of recognition, for something in him still tethered to her. A fraction of something, some atom of being that could never truly be lost, that would survive any change, any spell…”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Max, it turned out, loved a love story. He couldn’t get over the fact that Alec had married a warlock and Isabelle was marrying a mundane-turned-Shadowhunter who, by the way, had once been a vampire.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Once upon a time, in the faraway land of Faerie, lived seven sisters, fairest of the fair. Beautiful, brave, fierce of heart. The Fair Folk love with wild abandon, and these sisters loved stronger than most. One by one, they fell in love—no, leapt, plunged, hurtled recklessly into love. And love destroyed them.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Six sisters, destroyed by love. But what of the seventh sister, too wise to love?”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Once upon a time there were six sisters who suffered terribly in love, and a seventh sister who believed herself too wise to love. But she was only too foolish, and too afraid.
Foolish, because she thought if she avoided love, she could spare herself suffering. Foolish, even more, because she thought love was a choice, and that she could choose against it.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“Sebastian would have raised his son to be a warrior. A leader and butcher of men.
The Queen would have raised her son to be a king. Demanding, arrogant.
But Ash was not mine to shape, and so I let him be what he chose to be.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“You may call him Ash,” the Queen decided, when I insisted the boy needed a name. “Because that is all that remains.”
Of her kingdom, I knew she meant.
Of her pride.
Of her heart.”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black

“You hide so much of yourself from the people you love, Lucien. And maybe you don't mind that keeping yourself a secret means they can never wholly know you. But has it occurred to you that hiding so much of yourself means you can never truly know them either?”
― Cassandra Clare, Better in Black