Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Looking for an entirely reliable informant is like looking for a chaste mistress.
Cassandra Clare
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Looking
Like
Informants
Simile
Chaste
Reliable
Mistress
Entirely
More quotes by Cassandra Clare
And I don’t see how Sebastian can be all that fond of Jace, either. He was horribly jealous of him all his life. He thought Jace was Valentine’s favorite,” added Clary. “Not to mention,” Magnus noted, “that Jace killed him. That would put anyone off.
Cassandra Clare
Please don’t do this—don’t do this to me. If anything happened to you—” He looked at her with surprise. There was already a red stain on the white bandages that wrapped his chest, where his movements had pulled his wound open. “I…” “What?” “I’m not used to you loving me,” he said.
Cassandra Clare
When I am in the darkness, I want to think of it in the light, with you, he said, and straightened, and turned to walk toward the door. The parchment robes of the Silent Brothers moved around him as he moved, and Tessa watched him, paralyzed, every pulse of her heart beating out the words she could not say: Good-bye. Good-bye. Good-bye.
Cassandra Clare
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?
Cassandra Clare
I don't care what you do. As long as you know you belong to me.
Cassandra Clare
And we believe in his promises. Therefore you can never lose hope - hatikva - because if you keep hope alive, it will keep you alive.
Cassandra Clare
You’re attacking that one like a wolverine.
Cassandra Clare
Speaking of hope, did you see that shot Alec got off with his bow? That's my boyfriend. He beamed and wiggled his fingers blue sparks shot from them. He shone all over. Only Magnus, Simon thought resignedly, would have access to sequined battle armor.
Cassandra Clare
We have a name, said Jace. Magnes B- Shut up. Alec hissed, thwacking Jace with his closed menu. Jace looked injured. Jesus, he rubbed his arm. What's your problem?
Cassandra Clare
You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.
Cassandra Clare
Don't sulk. For someone with all the grace and coordination of a pregnant wildebeest, you did great.
Cassandra Clare
For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not be quite as you left him.
Cassandra Clare
A date, Jace repeated. Often a 'boring thing you have to memorize in history class, but in this case,' 'an offer of a n evening of blisteringly white-hot romance with yours truly.'
Cassandra Clare
I don’t think Will Herondale and a sense of responsibility are even on speaking terms
Cassandra Clare
We may not be all that bright, Jace said, but at least we are alive.
Cassandra Clare
Will’s hand looked brown and sunburnt by contrast, their fingers dovetailed together like piano keys.
Cassandra Clare
I was just wondering if you were armed. You want anything? Dagger, maybe? He opened his own suit jacket just a bit, and Simon saw something long an metallic glinting against the inside lining. No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals.
Cassandra Clare
With a sigh she reached into her pocket and drew out a small velvet bag, which upended on the table. Two gold rings fell out, landing with a soft clink. Simon looked at them puzzled. You want to get married?
Cassandra Clare
Admiring yourself?” The Inquisitor’s voice but through his reverie. “You wont look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you.” “You do seem obsessed with my looks.” Jace turned away from the mirror with some relief. “Could it be that all this is because you‘re attracted to me?
Cassandra Clare
My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health. - City of Bones (said by Jace Wayland)
Cassandra Clare