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Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice to your pets.Jace on the other hand, looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house and burn it down just for kicks.
Cassandra Clare
It means, said Brother Jeremiah, The descent into Hell is easy.
There was no Jace Wayland more real than the one he saw in her eyes when she looked at him.
Love makes us liars.
I make rude gestures at nuns
I can see why you like it here, there's a thin layer of nerd all over everything.
Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.
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.
The Queen gave him a look: special and secretive and shared between the two of them. the look seemed to say.
I was following you.' - Jace'Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.' - Simon
Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of faith in his eyes, his belief in her. He had always thought she was strong. He had showed it in everything he did, in every look and every touch. Simon had faith in her too, yet when he'd held her, it had been as if she were something fragile, something made of delicate glass. But Jace had held her with all the strength he had, never wondering if she could take it--he'd known she was as strong has he was.
unrequitted love amuses me
I don't do what I'm told, but I might do what you want if you ask me nicely.
Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.
When 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.
Love is the most powerful force in the world. That love can do anything.
The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.
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!
If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood.
Alec slid his hand from Jace's arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand. Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee.