Cassandra Clare: Trending quotes (page 14)

“You don't get to decide," she said, "where I go, or when."
"I know." His voice was ragged. "I've always known that about you. I don't know why I had to fall in love with someone who's more stubborn than I am.”

“I should have warned her about your habit of never doing what you're told." Jace squinted at her. "Are those Isabelle's clothes? They look ridiculous on you."

"I could point out that you burned my clothes." -Jace and Clary pg. 63”

“If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood”

“There are memories that time does not erase… Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable.”

“Brother Zachariah. Months January through December of the Hot Silent Brothers Calendar.”

“How can you tell? That I like books, I mean.

The look on your face when you walked in, somehow I doubted you were that impressed by me.”

“Not everything that's true needs to be said.”

“Hey Baby.
Baby? You're kidding me, right?
I was trying it out. No?
No.”

“Look on the bright side," said Simon, "If they need a human sacrifice, you can always offer me. I'm not sure the rest of you qualify anyway.”

“We can buy you one of those books they have for little kids 'Timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I don't think they have one called 'Timmy Has Two Dads and One of Them Was Evil'. That part you're just going to have to work through on your own.”

“Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.”

“Temper us in fire, and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive.”

“Jem knotted his fingers in the material of Will's sleeve. "You are my parabatai," he said, "You said once I could ask anything of you.”

“I never cared,” he said. “I wanted you anyway. I always wanted you.”

“Lord, you're Irish," said Will. "Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce…”

“Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.”

“I've never minded it," he went on. "Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one's own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.”

“Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.”

“And quit baring your fangs at me. It's making me nervous."

"Good," Simon said. "if you want to know why, it's because you smell like blood."
"It's my cologne. Eau de Recent Injury." Jace raised his left hand.”