You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home!
Cassandra ClareI used to think if I married Master Jemโโ Sophie picked at the blanket, then looked up and smiled bleakly. โYou havenโt broken his heart yet, have you?โ โNo,โ Tessa said. Just torn my own in two. โI havenโt broken his heart at all.
Cassandra ClareI get the feeling you'd rather pine over someone you can never possibly be with than try being with someone you can.
Cassandra ClareGoing round and around inside a dryer can be fatal, whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.
Cassandra ClareLife is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -" She put her hand against his chest, just over his heart, and felt its beat against her palm, a unique time signature that was all its own. "I only wish you would not speak of dying," she said. "But even for that, yes, I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you.
Cassandra Clare