City Of Bones Quotes

Can I touch your mango?

Cassandra Clare

Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie. (Jace Wayland)

Cassandra Clare

All knowledge hurts.

Cassandra Clare

My eyes are usually described as golden...and luminous.

Cassandra Clare

Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love.

Cassandra Clare

It means 'Shadowhunters: looking better in black than the widows of our enemies since 1234

Cassandra Clare

Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests.

Cassandra Clare

It means, said Brother Jeremiah, The descent into Hell is easy.

Cassandra Clare

You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?

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

I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it's more of a large and tastfully decorated foyer than a threshold. But I do get easily bored

Cassandra Clare

It was at first almost as if he hadn't wanted to kiss her. His mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he put both arms around her and pulled her against him. His lips softened. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples still on his mouth. She wound her hands into his hair, as she'd wanted to do since the first time she'd seen him. His hair curled around her fingers, silky and fine. Her heart was hammering, and there was a rushing sound in her ears, like beating wings

Cassandra Clare

The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.

Cassandra Clare

He made a sound like a choked laughed before he reached out and pulled her into her arms. She was aware of Luke watching them from the window, but she shut her eyes resolutely and buried her face against Jace's shoulder. He smelled of salt and blood, and only when his mouth came close to her ear did she understand what he was saying, and it was the simplest litany of all: her name, just her name.

Cassandra Clare

Maybe they didn't make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn't want to live forever.

Cassandra Clare

The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.

Cassandra Clare

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

Cassandra Clare

The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means.

Cassandra Clare

We're called Shadowhunters. At least, that's what we call ourselves. The Downworlders have less complimentary names for us.

Cassandra Clare