Mortal Instruments City Of Bones Quotes & Sayings

This house, which seemed somehow to have formed itself, flying together into its own powerful pattern under the hands of its builders, fitting itself into its own construction of lines and angles, reared its great head back against the sky without concession to humanity. It was a house without kindness, never meant to be lived in, not a fit place for people or for love or for hope. — Shirley Jackson

I'll be afraid only on a day that will never come. The day when I give up. — Ayn Rand

To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed — Cassandra Clare

This is Golgotha: people tend to end up dead in these here parts; it's kind of a town tradition. — R.S. Belcher

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

I only write about stuff that's happened to me.. stuff I can't get past personally. Luckily, I'm quite self-destructive. — Amy Winehouse

Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love. — Cassandra Clare

Just kissing? How quicky you dismiss our love. -Jace — Cassandra Clare

I was trying to make you jealous!" Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?"
She stared at him in bewilderment. What on earth did he mean? "Trying to make me jealous? Why would you try to do that?"
She saw immediately that this was the worst thing she could have asked him.
"Because," he said, so bitterly that it shocked her, "I've been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like the time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess you don't. — Cassandra Clare

It's not funny, Jace," Alec interrupted, starting to his feet. "Are you just going to let her stand there and call me names?"
"Yes," Jace said kindly. "It'll do you good
try to think of it as endurance training. — Cassandra Clare

Alec looked impressed. "I didn't know all that."
Jace hopped on the windowsill and swung his legs. "Not all of us sleep through history lessons."
"I do not
"
"Oh yes you do, and drool on the desk besides."
"Shut up said Magnus, but he said it quite mildly. — Cassandra Clare

My name is Raphael. Not chico. — Cassandra Clare

You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me. — Cassandra Clare

It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl. — Cassandra Clare

I'm the one who's always been there for you ... not him! — Cassandra Clare

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

Don't order any of the faerie food," said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. "It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not," he added hastily, "that this has ever happened to me. — Cassandra Clare

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

Oh, yes." Magnus seemed to have perked up. "Are you the one with the blue eyes?"
"He means Alec," Clary said helpfully.
"No. My eyes are usually described as golden," Jace told the intercom. "And luminous."
"Oh, you're that one." Magnus sounded disappointed. — Cassandra Clare

I will use all my strength to bring about a just society to a nation living in a tough world. — Pierre Trudeau

My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health. — Cassandra Clare

You know," Clary said, "most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction. — Cassandra Clare

Sorry. Was it awful?"
"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

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

I think you can be taught to write. You can't be taught to be a good writer. For that, you have to bring something to it, yourself, something that can't be given to you. — James Salter

What welcome?" Magnus asked. "I'd say it was a pleasure to meet you, but it wasn't. Not that you aren't all fairly charming, and as for you - " He dropped a glittery wink at Alec, who looked astounded. "Call me?"
Alec blushed and stuttered and probably would have stood there all night if Jace hadn't grasped his elbow and hauled him toward the door, Isabelle at their heels. — Cassandra Clare

All through college, I had frequently been the only girl in a science class - which wasn't such a bad deal. — Sylvia Earle