Cassandra Clare: Want (page 8)

“You see, I do not want a body without a heart.”

“Maybe they didn't make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn't want to live forever.”

“Maureen wants to touch you,” Clary said with a sideways grin. “Bad touch.”

“People fell in love, and lost, and moved on. He didn’t know why he couldn’t. He didn’t know why he didn’t even want to. All he knew was that whatever he had to owe to Hell or Heaven for this chance, he was going to make it count.”

“So, what are you?"
"What I am is someone who doesn't want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.”

“For a moment the garden, the noise, the stentch of blood and demon, vanished away, and he was alone in a soundless place with only Tessa. He wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her.

But it was Jem's place to do those things, not his.”

“Be with me. Want me. Stay with me.
I don’t know how to be without you.”

“If You don't give readers what they want, they'll be mad at you. If you give them what they do want, they'll be even more mad at you.”

“Clary: Now that I'm in your mind, want to see some mental pictures of Jace?
Simon: I heard that and NO… You've seen him naked?
Clary: Well not entirely but-
Simon: Enough”

“Sometimes it's hard when you want to be like someone but you don't know how.”

“Are you threatening to kidnap me?"
"If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes.”

“He was staring straight ahead, still breathing hard.
“I have something I want to give you.”
“I gathered that.”
At that he jerked his gaze back to hers and almost reluctantly grinned.
“Not that.”

“So I lied to you last night. I said that I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you.”

“He thought of his remembrance of Jordan, thought of how it hurt to even look at Isabelle and Clary. Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.”

“You called me and said you were home and wanted to go out for a pizza."
"I did? What time is it?"
"Time for pizza," [Catarina] replied.”

“Don't roll your eyes. It punctures my dramatic moment. I want my dramatic moment unpunctured.”

“Uh, Magnus has a boyfriend,” said Simon.

There was a frightening glint in Julie’s eye. “There are some mountains you still want to climb, even though there are ‘No Trespassing’ signs up.”

“You said there was nothing in the world you wanted" The Queen's eyes glittered. "When you imagine your life without him, do you still feel the same?”

“He hadn’t stopped wanting love. He had simply, somehow, stopped looking.
He wondered if you could be exhausted without knowing it, if hope could be lost not all at once but could slip away gradually, day by day, and vanish before you ever realized.”