Cassandra Clare’s “City of Ashes” Quotes (48 Quotes)

Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love..

If I made a joke about just dropping by, would you write me off as cliché?

What you're blaming yourself for is being who you are. And that's no one's fault and nothing you can change.

Everything changes in my life, and the world stays the same.

I'm from New Jersey. I was born in toxic sludge.

When you love someone, you don't have a choice.

For a moment Clary thought she might fall; she felt as if something essential had been torn away from her, an arm or a leg, and she stared at Jace in blank astonishment-- what did he feel, did he feel nothing? She didn't think she could bear it if he felt nothing.

I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt.

Why should I tell you everything about how I feel when you never tell me anything? It's like banging my head on a wall, except at least if I were banging my head on a wall, I'd be able to make myself stop. - Jace Wayland.

Growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change -Clary Fray

I've screwed everything up royally. I remember you saying that growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change.

With Jace, you don't really get to choose your insulting nickname.

He had become a monster. You just couldn't see it...because it wore the face of a friend.

Jace hated it when other people were worried on his behalf. It made him feel like maybe there really was something to worry about.

You had every right to be. He raised his eyes to look at her and she was suddenly and strangely reminded of being four years old at the beach, crying when the wind came up and blew away the castle she had made. Her mother had told her she could make another one if she liked, but it hadn't stopped her crying because what she had thought was permanent was not permanent after all, but only made out of sand that vanished at the touch of wind and water.

He looked back at her, and when she saw the look on his face, she saw his eyes at Renwick's, when he had watched the Portal that separated him from his home shatter into a thousand irretrievable pieces. He held her gaze for a split second, then looked away from her, the muscles in his throat working.

Jace wasn't exactly prone to random fits of panic

You have to give everyone ugly motives for everything they do, because ugly motives are all you understand.

He will get through this, even if he thinks he won't.

Mom. I have something to tell you. I'm undead. Now, I know you may have some preconceived notions about the undead. I know you may not be comfortable with the idea of me being undead. But I'm here to tell you that undead are just like you and me … well, okay. Possibly more like me than you.

You know how the bonds of family are, my lady... They cling as tightly as vines. And sometimes, like vines, they cling tightly enough to kill.

He'd felt like a jack-o-lantern for the past few days, as if his guts had been yanked out with a fork and dumped in a heap while a grinning smile stayed plastered on his face.

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

You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am

Pain is only what you allow it to be

You tried to drink the East River,"Magnus said, and Alec saw, as if for the first time, that Magnus's clothes were soaking wet too, sticking to his body like a dark second skin.

I don't do what I'm told, but I might do what you want if you ask me nicely.

She'd cried loudly enough that the man sitting across from her had offered her a tissue, and she'd screamed, what do you think you're looking at jerk? At him, because that was what you did in New York. After that she felt a little better.

You're Valentine's son. I'm sure you're the one the Queen really wants to see. Besides, you're charming. Maybe not at the moment.

Alec would have said he could have benefited from a bit more in the way of constructive cowardice.

I keep thinking about blood, I dream about it. Wake up thinking about it. Pretty soon I'll be writing morbid emo poetry about it.

Sometimes you don't have to search out danger, sometimes danger finds you

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

I kick kittens. I made rude gestures at nuns.

Stripping the protection wards off the ship was bad enough-it's a strong, strong enchantment, demon-based-but when you fell, I had to put a fast spell on the truck so it wouldn't sink when I lost consciousness. And I will lose consciousness, Alec.

But it was Valentine. I saw him. In fact, he had the Sword with him when he came down to the cells and taunted me through the bars. It was like a bad movie, except he didn't actually twirl his mustache. - Jace Wayland

I remember you saying that growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change.I guess that means I've grown up now...

Then again, it was Jace. He'd pick a fight with a Mack truck if the urge took him.

But that's what you're doing, isn't it? You're part of the fight just as much as the Shadowhunters on the ship-and I know you can take some of my strength, I've heard of warlocks doing that-so I'm offering. Take it. It's yours.

I saw Jonathan after he faced the fear demon, you know. It showed itself to him as you. That told me all I needed to know. The greatest fear in Jonathan's life is the love he feels for his sister.

They confused beauty with innocence and harmlessness.

Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor, to those most deserving of it. And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn't desire his kiss, she won't be free.

I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead. -Jace Wayland

What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name

Every time you almost die, I almost die myself.

I was alive when the Dead Sea was just a lake that was feeling a little poorly.

What they had between them was still as fragile as flickering candle flame, as delicate as eggshell - and he knew that if it shattered, if he somehow let it break and be destroyed, something inside him would shatter too, something that could never be fixed.