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

Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.

— Cassandra Clare

A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?

— Cassandra Clare

A femme fatale and a warrior princess.

— Cassandra Clare

A great sadness welled up in Magnus at the sight of him. It was human to age and die, and Jem stood outside that humanity now, outside the light that burned so brightly and so briefly. It was cold outside that light and fire. No one had greater cause to know that cold than Magnus did.

— Cassandra Clare

Ah,” said Magnus. “Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing, while also being an object of mockery and hilarity for those of us who are more sophisticated.

— Cassandra Clare

Alec looked at her and shook his head. "How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes?" Isabelle shrugged philosophically. "I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt.

— Cassandra Clare

Alec?" Magnus was staring at him. He had dispatched the remaining Iblis demons, and the square was empty but for the two of them. "Did you just-did you just save my life?" Alec knew he ought to say something like, Of course, because I'm a Shadowhunters and that's what we do, or That's my job. Jace would have said something like that. Jace always knew the right thing to say. But the words that actually came out of Alec's mouth where quite different- and sounded petulant, even to his own ears. "You never called me back," he said. "I called you so many times, and you never called me back." Magnus looked at Alec as if he'd lost his mind. "Your city is under attack," he said. "The wards have broken, and the streets are full of demons. And you want to know why I haven't called you?

— Cassandra Clare

Aline!" Isabelle looked appalled. "You can't just go around asking people what it's like to be a vampire.

— Cassandra Clare

A little girl robbed you?" Tessa said." Actually, she wasn’t a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress with a penchant for violence, who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel."" Easy mistake to make," Jem said.

— Cassandra Clare