Cassandra Clare

“If this is your idea of glamour, I'm having second thoughts about letting you make me over.”

“I thought it'd be something cooler, like a van with 'Death to Demons' painted on the outside.”

“Demon slayers take the subway?”

“That might be nice, an extra pair of arms," Jace said. "Handy in a fight.""Not if they're growing out of your..." Dorothea paused and smiled, not without malice. "Neck.”

“What would demons," she said, "want with our microwave?”

“Those girls on the other side of the car are staring at you.""Of course they are," he said. "I am stunningly attractive.”

“Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. he put his hand to his cheek, more in surprise than pain. "What the hell was that for?""The other ten percent," she said, and they rode the rest of the way down the street in silence.”

“Alec looked horrified, as if she'd asked him to put on a tutu and execute a perfect pirouette.”

“The weapons room looked exactly the way something called "the weapons room" sounded like it would look.”

“Normal people dont generally find their homes ransacked by demons.”

“Not everyone wants you all the time, Jace," he said."Don't be ridiculous.”

“There's no reason for any warlock to be interested in her unless he's in the market for nonfunctional crystal balls.”

“Our own Sleeping Beauty. Who finally kissed you awake?”

“Tell me, is he always really rude, or does he save that for mundanes?”

“He caught her as if he were used to catching fainting girls, as if he did it everyday.”

“Jem shook his head. "You bit de Quincey" he said. "You fool. He's a VAMPIRE""I had no choice" said Will " He was choking me""I know" Jem said. " But really Will, AGAIN?”

“He could smell her morality, the sweet rot of corruption”

“Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.”

“Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?""If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked.”

“There might simply be nothing going on that might activate it. Perhaps there isn't anything here that Alec is afraid of."Magnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows. "Boo."Luke and Magnus, pg. 285”

“I love round tables. They suit me so much better than a square."Magnus, pg. 137”

“Yeah, well, you clearly also couldn't be bothered to call me and tell me you were shacking up with some dyed-blond wanna-be goth you probably met at Pandemonium. After I spent the past three days wondering if you were dead.""I was not shacking up," Clary said, glad of the darkness as the blood rushed to her face."And my hair is naturally blond," said Jace. "Just for the record."Simon, Clary, and Jace, pg. 115”

“If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do," said Magnus, still looking at Alec, "you will never learn from your mistakes.”

“Magic is dangerous - but love is more dangerous still”

“We're not dating," Alec said again."Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?”

“Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope.”

“Was it weird hearing from Jace?" asked Simon, his voice carefully neutral. "I mean, since you found out..."His voice trailed off.Yes?"said Clary, her voice sharply edged. "Since I found out what? That he's a killer transvestite who molests cats?"No wonder that cat of his hates everyone."Oh, shut up, Simon," Clary said crossly.”

“People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but it's the way you live your life that matters. And the people you know. Valentine was Hodge's friend, and I don't think Hodge really had anyone else in his life to challenge him or make him be a better person. If I'd had that life, I don't know how I would have turned out. But I didn't. I have my family. And I have you.”

“It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy, just different.”

“Will suspected Jem was in fact cleverer than he was himself - but he lacked Will's tendency to assume the absolute worst about people and proceed from there.”

“She wondered if there were any ugly vampires, or maybe any fat ones.Maybe they didn't make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn't want to live forever.”

“Books are for reading, not for turning oneself into livestock.”

“Valentine!""You mean father. I despise this modern habit of calling one's parents by their names.""What I want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name."- Clary Fray and Valentine Morgenstern (City of Ashes)”

“There was a time I thought I was a ferret.”

“Will pointed a finger accusingly in their direction. "You're ganging up on me. Is this how it's going to be from now on? I'll be the odd man out? Dear God, I'll have to befriend Jessamine.""Jessamine can't stand you," Jem pointed out."Henry, then.""Henry will set you on fire.”

“Charlotte, darling," Henry said to his wife, who was staring at him in gape-mouthed horror. Jessamine, beside her, was wide eyed. "Sorry I'm late. You know, I think I might nearly have the Sensor working-"Will interrupted. "Henry," he said, "You're on fire. You do know that don't you?”

“Concerned about my safety, are you? -William Herondale.”

“The greatest fear of Jonathan is the love he feels for his sister.”

“Wait." Clary was suddenly nervous. "The melted metal-it could be, like, toxic or something."Maia snorted. "I'm from New Jersey. I born in toxic sludge.”

“Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-climbing powers; we get Aquatruck.”

“And there are vampires, too? Werewolves, warlocks, all that stuff?"Clary gnawed her lower lip. "So I hear.""And you kill them, too?" Simon asked, directing the question to Jace, who had put the stele back in his pocket and was examining his flawless nails for defects."Only when they've been naughty.”

“It's like Dungeons and Dragons, but real."Jace was looking at Simon as if he were some bizarre species of insect. "It's like what?""It's a game," Clary explained. She felt vaguely embarrassed. "People pretend to be wizards and elves, and they kill monsters and stuff."Jace looked stupefied.Simon grinned. "You've never heard of Dungeons and Dragons?""I've heard of dungeons," Jace said. "Also dragons. Although they're mostly extinct."Simon looked disappointed. "You've never killed a dragon?""He's probably never met a six-foot-tall hot elf-woman in a fur bikini, either," Clary said irritably. "Lay off, Simon.""Real elves are about eight inches tall," Jace pointed out. "Also, they bite.”

“As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?”

“The kitchen was just as empty, even the refrigerator gone, the chairs, the table--the kitchen cabinets stood open, their bare shelves reminder her of a nursery rhyme. She cleared her throat. "What would demons," she said, "want with our microwave?”

“Who cares if you have a girlfriend, anyway?""I care," Simon said gloomily. "Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor. And he smells like Windex.""At least you know he's still available."Simon glared. "Not funny, Fray.""There's always Sheila 'The Thong' Bararino," Clary suggested."That is who Eric's been dating for the past three months," Simon said. "His advice, meanwhile, was that I ought to just decide which girl in school has the most rockin' bod and ask her out.""Eric is a sexist pig," Clary said. "Maybe you should call your band The Sexist Pigs.""It has a ring to it.”

“We're called Shadowhunters. At least, that's what we call ourselves. The Downworlders have less complimentary names for us.""Downworlders?""The Night Children. Warlock. The Fey. The magical folk of this dimension."Clary shook her head. "Don't stop there. I suppose there are also what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?" "Of course there are," Jace informed her. "Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are.""What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?""Don't be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.""They don't?""Of course not.”

“Simon's dark eyes were serious. "I trust you," he said "I don't trust him." He cut his glance toward Jace, who was walking a few paces ahead of them, apparently conversing with the cat. Clary wondered what they were talking about. Politics? Opera? The high price of tuna?”

“JACE WAYLAND," she said. "Explain yourself."Jace was glaring at the cat. "I told you to bring me to Alec! Backstabing Judas."Church rolled onto his back, purring contentedly.”

“Everyone knows that quote because of the Doors." Jace looked at her blankly."The Doors. They were a band.""If you say so," he said."I suppose you don't have much time for enjoying music," Clary said, thinking of Simon, for whom music was his entire life, "in your line of work."He shrugged. "Maybe the occasional wailing chorus of the damned.”

“She looked across the room at Will , she wasn't sure why, only to find that he was looking back at her. They both glanced hastily away.”