Cassandra Clare cytaty

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„Co robisz? – zapytał Alec, klękając przy migotliwej ścianie więzienia.
(…)
– A tak, przyszło mi do głowy, że poleżę sobie na podłodze i trochę powije się z bólu – odburknął. – To mnie relaksuje.
– Naprawdę? A… jesteś sarkastyczny.”

„Chłopiec już nigdy więcej nie płakał i nigdy nie zapomniał tego, czego się nauczył: że kochać to niszczyć i że być kochanym to znaczy zostać zniszczonym.”

„Mogłaby zamknąć oczy, udawać, że wszystko jest w porządku. Wiedziała jednak, że nie da się żyć z zamkniętymi oczami.”

„Gdybyś był w połowie tak zabawny, za jakiego się uważasz, mój chłopcze, byłbyś dwa razy bardziej zabawny niż jesteś.”

„(…) bardzo łatwo jest stracić wszystko, co uważało się za dane na zawsze.”

„Kochać to niszczyć, być kochanym to zostać zniszczonym”

„A potem zrobił krok w powietrze, tak spokojnie, jakby schodził z ganku. Clary krzyknęła głośno, kiedy runął w dół jak kamień… I wylądował lekko na stopach, tuż przed nią. Clary wytrzeszczyła oczy i rozdziawiła usta, kiedy wstał z lekkiego przysiadu i uśmiechnął się do niej szeroko.
– Gdybym powiedział, że właśnie do was wpadłem, pewnie uznałabyś to za oklepany żart.”

„„Trzeba zawsze uważać na książki”, powiedziała Tessa, „a to, co jest w nich, ponieważ słowa mają moc, by nas zmienić”.”

“I wouldn't call that an instrument of music," Ragnor observed sourly. "An instrument of torture, perhaps.”

“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.”

“You're Clary Fray. You go charging into every situation without knowing how the hell it's going to turn out, and then you get through it on sheer guts and craziness.”

“We are responsible for protecting Tessa!”

“You don't have to do this."
"I think I do," Julian said. "I remember making a vow to that affect."
"Whither thou goest, i will go, whatever stupid thing you do, i shall do also'." Emma said. "Was that the vow?”

“Clary saw him take Mark's hand; he pressed his witchlight into the boy's palm, where it flickered, and then resumed its steady glow. 'Take this with you,' said Jace, 'for it can be dark in the land under the hill, and the years very long.”

“Because in the end nothing is worse than seeing the fall of one you loved. It was somehow worse than losing a love. It made everything seem questionable. It made the past bitter and confused.”

“And I also know that loving someone—even when it’s scary, even when there are consequences—is never the wrong thing to do.”

“He was a vampire now. He was supposed to have eternity. But what he had was days.”

“Alec took me by surprise”

“I rather wonder what I am doing here. I enjoy city life, you know. The glittering lights, the constant companionship, the liquid entertainment. The lack of sudden monkeys.”

“We are ever capable of change and ever capable of being our better selves”

“I’m not going to kiss you,” Simon said. “Ever.”

“I’ve never heard anyone say that before,” Jace mused. “It was a unique experience.”

“The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.”

“In difficult times, in dark times, some people shine.”

“OR am I the only warlock you know?"
"No… but you are the only warlock we know who happens to dating a friend of ours.”

“Maryse had spoken to her son’s partner with affection she had never shown before, and now she wanted to hold the baby. Maryse was experiencing full-on grandma fever. The Lightwoods thought he and Alec were keeping the baby.”

“If I might ask--," she began.
Will sighed. "You know you'll ask whether I say it's all right or not.”

“I may be a killer," Jace said, "but I know what I am. Can you say the same?”

“Is it a wart?" said Malcolm. "I can cure that, but it'll cost you."

"Why does everyone always think it's a wart?”

“And what colour do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?'
'Mauve,' said Will.”

“For years I have had no mirror; I have learned to make do. The eyes of another can be a mirror more effective than water. If you will look at me, I can see my reflection in yours”

“He held her close enough to kiss, close enough to whisper the most important secrets in the world, and he spoke to her as he would have wanted some good angel to speak to his family, to his own shivering young soul, long ago and in a land far away.”

“People are more than one thing. Warlocks, no less. I would not even hesitate to say that Malcolm once did much good, before he did evil. It is one of the great lessons of growing up, learning that people can do both.”

“Em,” he said again, his eyes wide and dark blue in the dim light. “Did you kiss Mark the other night?”

“Jace Herondale plays the piano very well.”
“And he knows it.”
“That sounds like a Herondale.” Tessa laughed.”

“Sincerity and gravity, in Magnus's opinion, were highly overrated, as was being forced to relive unpleasant memories. He would much rather be amused and amusing.”

“Behind her, Jace moved out into the water with a contained grace that barely rippled the surface. Simon behind him, was splashing and cursing.”

“It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.”