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“Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?"

"They ate it too," Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Trains are great dirty smoky things," said Will. "You won't like it."
Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?"
"I've never swum naked in the Thames before, but I know I wouldn't like it."
"But think how entertaining for sightseers," said Tessa, and she saw Jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Reparations,â€� said Jem very suddenly, setting down the pen he was holding.
Will looked at him in puzzlement. “Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine is ‘genuphobia�. It means an unreasonable fear of knees.�
“What’s the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?â€� inquired Jessamine.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Whatever you are physically...male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy--all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Jem is nothing but goodness. That he struck you last night only shows how capable you are of driving even saints to madness.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“When Will truly wants something,â€� said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something â€� he can break your heart.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention â€� but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and honest. He could make you happy.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Will’s voice dropped. “Everyone makes mistakes, Jem.â€�
“Yes,� said Jem. “You just make more of them than most people.�
“I —�
“You hurt everyone,� said Jem. “Everyone whose life you touch.�
“Not you,� Will whispered. “I hurt everyone but you. I never meant to
hurt you.�
Jem put his hands up, pressing his palms against his eyes. “Will —�
“You can’t never forgive me,� Will said in disbelief, hearing the
panic tinging his own voice. “I’d be —�
“Alone?� Jem lowered his hand, but he was smiling now, crookedly. “And
whose fault is that?”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Will: "Nice place to live, isn't it? Let's hope they left something behind other than filth. Forwarding addresses, a few severed limbs, a prostitute or two ..."
Jem: "Indeed. Perhaps, if we're fortunate, we can still catch syphilis."
"Or demon pox," Will suggested cheerfully, trying the door under the stairs.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“You speak of sacrifice, but it is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you," he went on. "I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life." He looked up at her through the veil of silvery hair that fell over his eyes. "That is," he said shyly, "if you love me, too.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“If you do not help me," Tessa said to Jem, "I swear, I will change into you, and I will lift him myself. And then everyone here will see what you look like in a dress." She fixed him with a look. "Do you understand?”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“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.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“Astriola. That IS demon pox. You had evidence that demon pox existed and you didnt mention it to me! Et tu, Brute!' He rolled up the paper and hit Jem over the head with it.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Say something in Mandarin,â€� said Tessa, with a smile.
Jem said something that sounded like a lot of breathy vowels and
consonants run together, his voice rising and falling melodically: “Ni
hen piao liang.�
“What did you say?� Tessa was curious.
“I said your hair is coming undone � here,� he said, and reached out
and tucked an escaping curl back behind her ear. Tessa felt the blood
spill hot up into her face, and was glad for the dimness of the
carriage. “You have to be careful with it,� he said, taking his hand
back, slowly, his fingers lingering against her cheek.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you ever asked yourself why I agreed to be your parabatai?”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“She smiled at him. “How did you know just what I’d want to see?â€�
“How could I not?â€� he said. “When I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mind’s eye always with a book in your hand.â€� He looked away from her as he said it, but not before she caught the slight flush on his cheekbones. He was so pale, he could never hide even the least blush, she thought â€� and was surprised how affectionate the thought was.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Dreams can be dangerous things.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair was still the color of spun silver and her eyes were still green as a cat’s. She was still beautiful. Looking at her, he was in London again. He saw the gaslight and smelled the smoke and dirt and horses, the metallic tang of fog, the flowers in Kew Gardens. He saw a boy with black hair and blue eyes like Alec’s, heard violin music like the sound of silver water. He saw a girl with long brown hair and a serious face. In a world where everything went away from him eventually, she was one of the few remaining constants.

And then there was Camille.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I know you feel inhuman, and as if you are set apart, away from life and love, but... I promise you, the right man won't care.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Do you think Charlotte will let me handle the investigation?"
"Do you think you can be trusted in Downworld? The gaming hells, the dens of magical vice, the women of loose morals..."
Will smiled the way Lucifer might have smiled, moments before he fell from heaven. "Would tomorrow be to early to start looking, do you think?
Jem sighed. 'Do what you like, William. You always do.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“He began it,â€� Cecily said, jerking her chin at Will, though she knew it was pointless. Jem, Will’s parabatai, treated her with the distant sweet kindness reserved for the little sisters of one’s friends, but he would always side with Will. Kindly, but firmly, he put Will above everything else in the world.
Well, nearly everything.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“Jem shook his head. "You bit de Quincey" he said. "You fool. He's a VAMPIRE"

"I had no choice" said Will " He was choking me"

"I know" Jem said. " But really Will, AGAIN?”
― Cassandra Clare

“Jem gave her a wistful look. “Must you go? I was rather hoping that you’d stay and be a ministering angel, but if you must go, you must.â€�
“I’ll stay,� Will said a bit crossly, and threw himself down in the armchair Tessa had just vacated. “I can minister angelically.�
“None too convincingly. And you’re not as pretty to look at as Tessa is,� Jem said, closing his eyes as he leaned back against the pillow.
“How rude. Many who have gazed upon me have compared it to gazing at the radiance of the sun.�
Jem still had his eyes closed. “If they mean that it gives you a headache, they aren’t wrong.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“We’re Nephilim. Every one of our life’s passages has some mystical component â€� our births, our deaths, our, marriages, everything has a ceremony and a rune. There is one as well if you wish to become someone’s parabatai. It’s no small commitment.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“A sort of good-bye without saying good-bye," he said. "It is a reference to a passage in the Bible. 'And Mizpah, for he said, the Lord watch between me and thee when we are absent one from another.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Jem drew back from her, looking dazed. "By the Angel," he said. "Perhaps we do need a chaperon.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Jem grinned. “Where have you been? The Blue Dragon? The Mermaid?â€�
“The Devil Tavern if you must know.� Will sighed and leaned against one of the posts of the bed. “I had such plans for the evening. The pursuit of blind drunkenness and wayward women was my goal. But alas, it was not to be. No sooner had I consumed my third drink in the Devil than I was accosted by a delightful small flower-selling child who asked me for two-pence for a daisy. The price seemed steep, so I refused. When I told the girl as much, she proceeded to rob me.�
“A little girl robbed you?� Tessa said.
“Actually, she wasn’t a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel.�
“Easy mistake to make,â€� Jem said.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness.â€� - Jem Carstairs”
― Cassandra Clare

“I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusting his crushed hat. 'I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.'
'The man's eighty-nine', muttered Jem. 'He may well have the problem anyway.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince