Cassandra Clare Quotes

Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.

— Cassandra Clare

Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.

— Cassandra Clare

Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.

— Cassandra Clare

If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?

— Cassandra Clare

There’s plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it.

— Cassandra Clare

Will looked horrified. “What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?

— Cassandra Clare

Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.

— Cassandra Clare

You said you were going for a walk!? What kind of walk takes six hours?””A long one?

— Cassandra Clare

It means ‘Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234’.

— Cassandra Clare

I’ve got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?””A regrettable choice of words,” muttered Magnus.

— Cassandra Clare

No, I’m just a very naughty boy. I do all sorts of bad things. I kick kittens. I make rude gestures at nuns.

— Cassandra Clare

It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.

— Cassandra Clare

I am a man” he told her, “and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.

— Cassandra Clare

One must always be careful of books,” said Tessa, “and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.

— Cassandra Clare

It’s all right 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

People aren’t born good or bad. Maybe they’re born with tendencies either way, but its the way you live your life that matters.

— Cassandra Clare

Not everything is about you,” Clary said furiously.”Possibly,” Jace said, “but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.

— Cassandra Clare

We came to see Jace. Is he alright?””I don’t know,” Magnus said. “Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?

— 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

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.

— Cassandra Clare
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