Cassandra Clare Quotes

The Herondales are a rather infamous line, as you probably know. Many of them heroes, some of them traitors, so many of them brash, wild creatures consumed by their passions, whether it be love or hate.

~ Cassandra Clare

It's alright to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.

~ Cassandra Clare

Will: I've never seen anyone get so excited over books before. You'd think they were diamonds.Tessa: Well, they are, aren't they? Isn't there anything you love like that?

~ Cassandra Clare

It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.

~ Cassandra Clare

Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.

~ Cassandra Clare

Whatever you are physically, male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy - all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. YOU are the flame. That's what I believe.

~ Cassandra Clare

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers - lovely, but dead.

~ Cassandra Clare

It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.

~ Cassandra Clare

Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don't see things the way we do.

~ Cassandra Clare

As if we’d have sex in a cave surrounded by hordes of demons. This is reality, not your fevered imagination.

~ Cassandra Clare

One does silly things when one is twelve.

~ Cassandra Clare

We find in our children our own selves again, who might be made better than we are.

~ Cassandra Clare

You shouldn't do that. Not to your child. You should-carry your own burdens.

~ Cassandra Clare

Our fathers were demons,' Catarina said. 'Our mothers were heroes.

~ Cassandra Clare

Your pretense does not fool me, gnome. My eye will be upon you.

~ Cassandra Clare

Fiction is truth, even if it is not a fact. If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your brain will live, but your heart will die.

~ Cassandra Clare

My one true love remains my self... I dump myself occasionally to keep it interesting

~ Cassandra Clare

Surely, she was too young to have so many ghosts.

~ Cassandra Clare

She shook her head. She was so pale under the diffuse lamp-light that she looked almost transparent, as if Simon could have looked right through her. The way, he supposed, he always had.

~ Cassandra Clare

Aaron was wearing a T-shirt that was practically transparent with washing and sweatpants with a hole in the knee. His blond hair stuck up like duck fluff and he looked barely awake. Tamara looked tense. Her hair was carefully braided and she wore pink pajamas that said I FIGHT LIKE A GIRL across the front. Under the words was a screen print of cartoon girls executing deadly ninja moves.

~ Cassandra Clare

Temper us in fire, and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive.

~ Cassandra Clare

Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.

~ Cassandra Clare

Clary saw him take Mark's hand; he pressed his witchlight into the boy's palm, where it flickered, and then resumed its steady glow. 'Take this with you,' said Jace, 'for it can be dark in the land under the hill, and the years very long.

~ Cassandra Clare

But Jocelyn Morgenstern was not the kind of woman who wept, not the kind of woman who broke, or Valentine would have broken her long since.

~ Cassandra Clare

Funerals are for the living, Jace, not for the dead.

~ Cassandra Clare

What would you do if you saw something nobody else could see?”The tape gun fell out of Luke’s hand, and hit the tiled hearth. He knelt to pick it up, not looking at her. “You mean if I were the only witness to a crime, that sort of thing?”“No. I mean, if there were other people around, but you were the only one who could see something. As if it were invisible to everyone but you.”He hesitated, still kneeling, the dented tape gun gripped in his hand.“I know it sounds crazy,” Clary ventured nervously, “but…”He turned around. His eyes, very blue behind the glasses, rested on her with a look of firm affection. “Clary, you’re an artist, like your mother. That means you see the world in ways that other people don’t. It’s your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn’t make you crazy—just different. There’s nothing wrong with being different.

~ Cassandra Clare

What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?

~ Cassandra Clare

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. - Tessa Gray

~ Cassandra Clare

Julian had heard stories-whispers really-of other Shadowhunter children who thought or felt differently. Who had trouble focusing. Who claimed letters rearranged themselves on the page when they tried to read them. Who fell prey to dark sadnesses that seemed to have no reason, or fits of energy they couldn't control.Whispers were all there were, though, because the Clave hated to admit that Nephilim like that existed. They were disappeared into the 'dregs' portion of the Academy, trained to stay out of the way of other Shadowhunters. Sent to the far corners of the globe like shameful secrets to be hidden. There were no words to describe Shadowhunters whose minds were shaped differently, no real words to describe differences at all.Because if there were words, Julian thought, there would have to be acknowledgement. And there were things the Clave refused to acknowledge.

~ Cassandra Clare

Why not risk your life, if you don't want to live anyway? Why not risk your life if you'll never be happy no matter what you do?

~ Cassandra Clare

I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.

~ Cassandra Clare

Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.

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There might not be so much of a difference between the side of Light and the side of Dark as you suppose. After all, without the Dark, there is nothing for the light to burn away.

~ Cassandra Clare

Your trusting idiocy knows no bounds

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You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

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Trust. It is like placing a blade in someone's hand and setting the very point to your heart.

~ Cassandra Clare

The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.

~ Cassandra Clare

Because', she said, 'your problems are not real problems. You're dating two beautiful girls at once. Think about it. That's like...having rock-star problems.''Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star.

~ Cassandra Clare

Matthew held out his hands. “Pax,” he said, wheedlingly. “Let it be peace between us. You can pour the rest of the port on my head.”James’ mouth curved up into a smile. It was impossible to stay angry with Matthew. It was almost impossible to get angry at Matthew.

~ Cassandra Clare

He remembered Tessa weeping in his arms in Paris, and thinking that he had never known the loss she felt, because he had never loved like she had, and that he was afraid that someday he would, and like Tessa he would lose his mortal love. And that it was better to be the one who died than the one who lived on. He had dismissed that, later, as a morbid fantasy, and had not remembered it again until Alec.

~ Cassandra Clare