He bent down to her; their mouths met again, and the shock of sensation was so strong, so overpowering, that she shut her eyes against it as if she could hide in the darkness. He murmured and gathered her against him.
Cassandra ClareYou'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 ClareBut it was mortality that made them what they were, the flame that blazed brighter for it's flickering
Cassandra ClareWhen you told me the first time that Valentine was your father, I didn't believe it. Not just because I didn't want it to be true, but because you weren't anything like him. I've never thought you're anything like him. But you are. You are.
Cassandra ClareCarstairs is alright, I suppose. If you like that sort.โ โOh?โ โThe taken. The uninterested.โ โAs opposed toโฆ you, Gabriel?โ โWell, yes.
Cassandra ClareWell, it seems a bit silly, looking there,โ said Will. โItโs not like Mortmainโs going to lodge a complaint against the Shadow-hunters through official channels. โVery upset Shadowhunters refused to all die when I wanted them to. Demand recompense. Please mail cheque to A. Mortmain, 18 Kensington Roadโ
Cassandra Clare