#clary

The blood of heaven binds you," said the Queen.'Blood calls to blood, under the skin. But love and blood are not the same." "Riddles," Clary said angrily. "Do you even mean anything when you talk like that? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary #fray #humor #jace #love

Money talks and walks, but it does not bark. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#bloodhound #clary-goodwin #goodwin #money #tamora-pierce

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 ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #simon-lewis #nature

I can't tell them what to do!" "Why not?" the other girl demanded. "Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority, I just don't know what I'll do with you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #isabelle-lightwood #mortal-instruments #nature

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) ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #valentine-morgenstern #parenting

Oh, you know. Jace reminds me of an old boyfriend. Some guys look at you like they want sex. Jace looks at you like you've already had sex, it was great, and now you're just friends--even though you want more. Drives girls crazy. You know what I mean?" Yes, Clary thought. "No," she said. pg. 280 ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #clary-fray #jace #maia #mortal-instruments

Sebastian never does anything just for fun.” Jace took Clary’s hand and pulled her toward him. “But I do. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace #sebastian #fun

But how do they get inside?" "They fly," Jace said, and indicated the upper floors of the building. [...] "We don't fly," Clary felt impelled to point out. "No," Jace agreed. "We don't fly. We break and enter." He started across the street toward the hotel. "Flying sounds like more fun," Clary said, hurrying to catch up with him. "Right now everything sounds like more fun. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #fun

I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire." His lips twitched, almost imperceptibly. "Okay, so maybe our problems aren't like other couples. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace #repartee #problems

Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside a dryer with the clothes,” Clary said. “The difference is, she didn’t let me.” “Probably because going around and around in a dryer can be fatal,” Jace pointed out, “whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #clary-fray #dryer #jace-wayland #mortal-instruments