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“Maybe they didn't make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn't want to live forever.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Well you can go ahead and hand your head out the window if you feel like it"

"I'm a werewolf not a golden retriever”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“I have a suggestion," said Valentine to Luke, in a surprisingly even tone.
"Let me guess," said Luke. "It's 'Don't kill me,' isn't it?”
― Cassandra Clare

“Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?”
― Cassandra

“It is easier to confront a threat as a mass, a group, not individuals who must be evaluated one by one...”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Clary: What are you doing here, anyway?
Jace: 'Here' as in your bedroom or 'here' as in the great spiritual question of our purpose here on this planet? If you're asking whether it's all just a cosmic coincidence or there's a greater metaethical purpose to life, well, that's a puzzler for the ages. I mean, simple ontological reductionism is clearly a fallacious argument, but-
Clary: I'm going to bed.”
― Cassandra Clare

“We're called Shadowhunters. At least, that's what we call ourselves. The Downworlders have less complimentary names for us.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“You like the party?
Is it in honour of anything?
My cat's birthday.
Where's your cat?
I don't know, he ran away.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Honestly I don't know why i have these parties"

"Because of your cat"

"That's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“And when Jace was ten years old, Valentine killed him. Michael,
I mean."
"That sounds like something he would do," said Luke. His tone was neutral, but there was something in his voice that made Clary look at him sideways. Did he not believe her?
"Jace saw him die, " she added, as if to bolster her claim.
"That's awful," said Luke. "Poor messed-up kid.”
― Cassandra Clare

“I'd always hoped that when i said 'I Love You' to a girl, she'd say 'I Know' like Leia did to Han in Return Of The Jedi”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“My eyes are usually described as golden... and luminous.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“I'm not unhappy," he said. "Only people with no purpose are unhappy. I've got a purpose.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Keep up," said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you."
"So don't bother."
"Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you," he pointed out.
"Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death."
He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“He wants her in his bedroom. And not in that way â€� no girl has ever been in his bedroom that way. It is his private space, his sanctuary. But he wants Clary there. He wants her to see him, the reality of him, not the image he shows the world. He wants to lie down on the bed with her and have her curl into him. He wants to hold her as she breathes softly through the night; to see her as no one else sees her: vulnerable and asleep. To see her and to be seen.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“You really want to know what else it was my mom said about you?" he asked.
She shook her head.
He didn't seem to notice. "She said you'd break my heart," he told her, and left.”
― Cassandra Clare , City of Bones

“Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“You may be the only guy my age I've ever met who knows what bergamot is, much less
that it's in Earl Grey
tea."
"Yes, well," Jace said, with a supercilious look, "I'm not like other guys. Besides," he
added, flipping a book
off the shelf, "at the Institute we have to take classes in basic medicinal uses for plants. It's
required."
"I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners."
Jace flipped a page. "Very funny, Fray.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Wait a second," Clary said.
"I never understand why people say that," Luke said, to no one in particular. "I wasn't going anywhere.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Can I touch your mango?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“And so what? I just killed a demon in my own house, and you're going to be a dickhead about it because I'm not some spoiled-rotten rich brat like you and your sister?" Alec looked astonished. "What did you call me?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“There she is."
Alec spotted his sister and waved her over, looking relieved.
"Over here. And watch out for the phouka."
"Watch out for the phouka?" Jace repeated, glancing toward a thin brown-skinned man in a green paisley vest who eyed Isabelle thoughtfully as she walked by.
"He pinched me when I passed him earlier," Alec said stiffly.
"In a highly personal area."
"I hate to break it to you, but if he's interested in your highly personal areas, he probably isn't interested in your sister's.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Parabatai" said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together - who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than justmy best friend.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Filters are for cigarrettes and coffee," Simon muttered under his breath as they went inside. "Two things I could use right now, incidentally.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“He looked like the sort of boy who'd come over to your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice to your pets. Jace, on the other hand, looked like the sort of boy who'd come over to your house and burn it down for kicks.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“One more thing," Jace said. "Is there a holy place around here?"
“Good idea. If you're going to take on a lair of vampires by yourself, you'd better pray first.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“You can see where it was, years ago. Like an old woman who was once beautiful, but time has taken her beauty away.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Sorry. Was it awful?â€�
“Being a rat? No. First it was disorienting. I was suddenly at ankle-level with everyone. I thought I'd drunk a shrinking potion, but I couldn't figure out why I had this urge to chew used gum wrappers.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“My name is Raphael. Not chico.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones