Cassandra Rose Clarke Quotes & Sayings

I'm sorry," he said."I thought the blankets would be enough." He paused. "It's rather enjoyable listening to the wind blow in. That is why I didn't choose to close the windows."
Cat smiled in spite of the cold. She knew what he meant. Whenever northers blew in, the trees rattled outside bedroom window and for some reason the sound always comforted her. It reminded her of Christmas. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Of course," I said, voice barely a whisper. I swallowed. "I think ... I think you're beautiful."
His face didn't move. "I thought you didn't trust beautiful people."
"Not beautiful like that. I mean ... I don't ever want to stop looking at you. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Well, look who's on my front porch," he said, speaking Empire with this odd hissing accent. "A murderer and a cross-dressing pirate."
I looked down at my clothes, ripped and shredded and covered in mud and sand and dried blood. I'd forgotten I was dressed like a boy.
"So are you here to kill me or to rob me?" the man said. "I generally don't find it useful to glow when undertaking acts of subterfuge, but then, I'm just a wizard — Cassandra Rose Clarke

He didn't ask - of course he didn't ask - but he did show up at the captain's quarters one evening after dinner looking sheepish. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I'd handed my heart over to him, a damned blood magic assassin, without even realizing it. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Cockiness is useful to fake on occasion, but it'll only get you killed if you believe it. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

She'd never encountered any stories as intricate or compelling as the stories he gave her, nor anything that made her sigh when she read it. She liked best the stories about people becoming other things. Stories where women became swans or echoes. In the evenings, when Finn disappeared into the mysterious recesses of the laboratory, Cat went out to the garden or down to the river and wondered what it would be like to be a stream of water, a cypress tree, a star burning a million miles away. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

She had thought about that moment so often during the past few years it had dried out. It was stale, like old, odourless potpourri. But she still want back to it, because it was the only one. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

That made me sad. Sure, sirens are a pain in the ass, but how could he not see all the beauty that was out there
the starlight leaving stains of brightness in the water, the salt-kissed wind? I wanted to find a way to share it with him, show him there was more in the world than blood and shadow. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I have endeavoured to be human, a fact Daniel had difficulty accepting at first. However, he never looked down on me for it. And he made his mistakes. But ultimately he loved me - for who I am, for what I am. He loved me, not some version of me that will never exist. And for that I am grateful. It is a mark of true humanity. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

What kinda vows? Celibacy? I thought, though I didn't say it. Nobody keeps a celibacy vow anyway. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

There is nothing else like me in the entire world, said Finn. "That's what you wrote. I'm the only one. I can't tell you what it means to be the only one of my kind," he said. "I can't ... There is a lack in myself. But your thesis almost filled it in. It was ... a start. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Nobody writes down stories." [Ananna]
"They do when they're trapped at sea and bored senseless." [Naji] — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I can't believe this," I muttered, cradling the skein of water up close to my chest. "Two weeks in the desert all on account of some assassin who doesn't know how to look out for snakes."
"If you hadn't killed that snake," Naji said calmly, "I would have killed you."
" Oh, shut up. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

You might as well get used to it."
"What, fish? Trust me, I'm plenty used to fish."
"No," he said. "Letting me protect you. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Then I saw that sparkle in Naji's eye and knew he was laughing at me.
"See?" he said. "Now you know how it feels"
I glared at him for a few seconds. He looked kind of pleased with himself, but he also looked kind of happy, and that was enough for me to turn back to my equations. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Desire is simple," he said. "Desire is something even a machine can understand." There was a stillness in the air that mirrored the stillness of his body. "But when I desired you I began to love you. You were the first being I ever loved. I didn't know it, of course. I had no idea what it meant, no idea what I was feeling. Love was never something I was supposed to experience. I don't think I was supposed to know desire, either, but she never expected me to meet you." He laughed against her skin. "Later, after your father ... when he took out those restrictions, I was finally able to understand the complexities of love. Even if I didn't want to. At first. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I was dozing on the sand, drowsy from the heat of the fire, when Naji shook me awake hours later. I rolled over and looked at him. "You're alive," he said. "Course I'm alive," I snapped. "You're the one who keeps passing out. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I loved him more fiercely than I'd love anyone. But he didn't love me back. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Safin - "I can disembark with you at Starlight Rock, and together we can return to my great treasure!"
He was so convinced I could save him that it made my heart ache. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

They thought they were so different, Flame and Ice. Enemies always do. The Soviets and the West, they were the same. They looked at each other and saw monsters; they looked at themselves and saw men. But Jordan stood on the outside and knew them each for both monsters and men, the good and the bad bleeding together. They were only villains and heroes in their own stories. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

For the first time, I understood the difference between leaving and not staying. It was the difference between a snarl and a smile. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

You know, that pissed me off. We'd traveled half around the world to get to him, and there were monsters chasing us and Naji's curse was impossible to break, and here he was cracking jokes about our professions. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Finn stood, his narrow body unhinging at the waist. He handed the jar to Cat and smiled, but Cat grabbed the jar and pushed through the door, out into the cool, dampening night. The fireflies glowed again. She could hear them knocking against the glass.
"How lovely," said Cat's father.
"Lovely," repeated Finn, as though the meaning of the word alluded him. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Love is a wound," the assassin said. " Neither life nor death. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Tell any grizzled old cutthroat a sob story about a double-cross and a broken heart and he'll eat right out of your hand. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I wasn't really going to go. I ain't so heartless I'm gonna let someone be struck down with pain on account of me. Even if that someone is a murderer and a liar. Hell, murderers and liars used to sing me to sleep. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

That don't make sense."
"Of course not," he said. "It's magic. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

You don't realize how much you miss something till it comes back to you, and then you wonder how you went so long without it. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

You can't escape an assasin," He leaned forward, shadows swallowing his eyes. "Hangings, bumbling bureaucrats, dishonest crewman, jail - those you can talk your way out of, you try hard enough. But this kind of death is the is the only kind of death. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Beautiful people, things are to easy for them. They don't know how to survive in this world. Somebody's ugly, or even plain, normal-looking, that means they got to work twice as hard for things. For anything. Just to get peple to listen to 'em, or take 'em serious. So yeah. I don't trust beautiful people. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

That weird feeling of wanting to be found and not wanting to be found stuck with me. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

They wouldn't have rescued you," he said. "They wouldn't risk bringing an outsider through Kajjil."
"Guess I just ruin everything for you, don't I? Give you headaches and keep you from getting rescued-"
"I told them no," he said, "even when I thought - when I hoped - the Eirnin would have cured me. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Your enthusiasm for learning gives me hope for the future," he said. "We can start right now if you'd like. You don't seem to be ... working — Cassandra Rose Clarke

But if a girl don't have her intuition, she don't got anything. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

What stopped you? Why didn't you help her?" [Naji]
"Cause you're my friend," I said. [Ananna]
All the hardness in his features melted away. "Oh. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

This was why I hated beautiful people. They build you up and then they destroy you. And we let 'em. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Manticores with love spells," Marjani said. "Well, that's awfully terrifying. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I ain't moving. Gotta rest up for the next two damn weeks. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

Sure, It's a good thing, though." She leaned against the ship's wheel, squinted into the sun. "Because you're a women. If they're scared of you, they'll listen to you."
"That's how it works with men too."
Marjani shook her head and laughed. "Not always. Men have the option of earning respects. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

There are three ways of bettering yourself in the Pirates' Confederation, Mama told me once: murder, mutiny, and marriage. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

You!" I shouted. "What's wrong with you?"
He blinked at me.
"I thought you got turned into a fern."
"Oh. Oh, Ananna, I'm sorry I didn't think- — Cassandra Rose Clarke

She moved like water, graceful and soft and lovely. Every part of me wanted to stick out my foot and trip her, just to see her stumble. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

One of the first things I learned. You get stranded, look for water. Then find a place to protect yourself. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

I thought the assassin was moving kind of slow for an assassin. Maybe the magic had done something after all. Or maybe he felt sorry for me. That sort of thing happens among cutthroats more often than you'd expect. — Cassandra Rose Clarke

He smelled like magic and sweat and the sea, but there was something else beneath all that, something sweet and warm like honey, and just for a moment I didn't feel afraid anymore. — Cassandra Rose Clarke