#magnus

Of course, the guests were also staring because they know of my relationship with Camille, and are wondering what we might be doing here in the library... alone." He wiggled his eyebrows at Tessa. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-angel #magnus-bane-tessa-gray #the-infernal-devices #library

I know about parabatai,” said Magnus, an angry, dark undercurrent to his voice. “I’ve known parabatai so close they were almost the same person; do you know what happens, when one of them dies, to the one that’s left —? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#parabatai #voice

Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley." "Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #simon-lewis #the-mortal-instruments #cat

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#healing #magnus-bane #time #will-herondale #grief

Nice, bah. He's gorgeous." Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. "You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane

She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair was still the color of spun silver and her eyes were still green as a cat’s. She was still beautiful. Looking at her, he was in London again. He saw the gaslight and smelled the smoke and dirt and horses, the metallic tang of fog, the flowers in Kew Gardens. He saw a boy with black hair and blue eyes like Alec’s, heard violin music like the sound of silver water. He saw a girl with long brown hair and a serious face. In a world where everything went away from him eventually, she was one of the few remaining constants. And then there was Camille. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #jem-carstairs #magnus-bane #tessa-gray #will-herondale

We're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#dating #friendly #gay #magnus-bane #dating

You asked me how I, being immortal, survive so many deaths. There is no great secret. You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #page- #death

I don't suppose it would help if I told you that is the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #magnus-bane #page- #life

A pair of werewolves occupied another booth. They were eating raw shanks of lamb and arguing about who would win in a fight: Dumbledore from Harry Potter books or Magnus Bane. "Dumbledore would totally win," said the first one. "He has the badass Killing Curse." The second lycanthrope made a trenchant point. "But Dumbledore isn't real." "I don't think Magnus Bane is real either," scoffed the first. "Have you ever met him?" "This is so weird," said Clary, slinking down in her seat. "Are you listening to them?" "No. It's rude to eavesdrop," said Jace. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#eavesdropping #fight #magnus-bane #city