Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Cassandra Clare

Quote by Cassandra Clare

“She had been so angry for so long, anger always under the surface of everything. Whether she was shopping for presents with Simon or sitting in the park or alone at home trying to draw, the anger was always with her.”

Quote by Cassandra Clare

Book:City of Heavenly Fire
Create image

Work

City of Heavenly Fire

This book is a part of a larger series, blending elements of fantasy and adventure. It follows the journey of its protagonist through a world rich in magical creatures and political intrigue. The story is known for its intricate plot and well-developed characters, offering readers a deep dive into a vividly imagined universe. more

Author

Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare

Cassandra Clare is a renowned American author, best known for her young adult fantasy novel series, 'The Mortal Instruments'. Her works blend elements of magic, romance, and adventure, captivating young readers worldwide. more

You May Also Like

“Well spotted,” said Isabelle. “Demon.” Demon? She couldn’t possibly be — “With the blue hair,” Alec said, putting his stele away, and Jace realized with a jolt that he’d missed the boy just in front of the redhead in line. He had blue hair that stuck up in spikes and piercings in his eyebrows. “Eidolon.” He tipped his head toward Jace. “Shall we?” Jace didn’t respond for a moment. The demon slipped into the club, and the bouncer stopped the girl with the red hair and her friend”

AwakeClary FrayJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image

“It was the girl with red hair and her friend. Jace stood up straight. The girl had taken her hair out of its ponytail and it spilled down over her shoulders, the color of a sunset. She was dancing with her eyes closed. And Jace felt something inside him stir at the way she moved, as if she had found her own circle of peace inside the chaos. She seemed sheltered by something he didn’t quite understand as she danced — and he had seen people dance and move with rare skill and amazing grace — with no sense of rhythm or practice. Jace rarely thought about mundanes. They were the people he was supposed to protect, but his father had never brought him up to think about them as anything but an undifferentiated mass of needs and wants. A need to be saved. A want to be ignorant. Never to know of the darkness that surrounded them, the things that moved in the shadows. He had never thought of them as carrying light themselves. But the girl with the red hair, there was a light around her.”

AwakeClary FrayJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image

“You’re staring,” Alec said. His voice was clipped, disapproving. “At that girl. With the red hair.” "The one with the dark-haired friend?” Jace said. “I am not.” “If you weren’t, you wouldn’t know she had a dark-haired friend,” said Alec, who was terminally literal. “And besides, he’s probably her boyfriend." “He’s not,” Jace said immediately, and then realized he had no reason for assuming that, and also shouldn’t be speculating about the love lives of mundane”

AwakeClary FrayAlec LightwoodJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image

“Just like every other demon. Jace felt a flicker of something — boredom? — as he reached for a seraph blade. All demons were the same: all the ones that could talk, anyway. They sputtered, they denied. They claimed they knew where Valentine was. They offered gold and gems, sometimes. Once one had offered naked dancing girls. Jace had almost taken that one up on the offer. It had been a slow Saturday. And then Jace’s boredom exploded into a million pieces as the girl with the red hair stepped out from behind a pillar”

AwakeClary FrayJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image

“And then Jace’s boredom exploded into a million pieces as the girl with the red hair stepped out from behind a pillar. "Stop!” she cried. “You can’t do this.” It was as if the ground had been yanked out from under Jace. He was barely aware that his blade had clattered to the ground.”

AwakeClary FrayJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image

“What’s this?” Alec said, looking baffled. “It’s a girl,” Jace said. He moved closer to the redhead, who stood with her feet braced apart, her hands on her hips, clearly with no intention of being scared away. He was vaguely aware of her loose shirt, unbuttoned over a tank top. Of the pulse at her throat and the rise of her breath. “A mundie girl,” he said. She was definitely, definitely not a demon. Her skin was lightly freckled, her eyes green mixed with gold. “And she can see us." “Of course I can see you,” she snapped. “I’m not blind.”

AwakeClary FrayAlec LightwoodJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image

“Knock her out,” Alec muttered, under his breath. “Just . . . clonk her on the head with something." “Just go,” Jace said to the girl. “Get out of here, if you know what’s good for you.” But she only planted her feet harder. He could see the look in her eyes, like exclamation points: No! No!”

AwakeClary FrayAlec LightwoodJace WaylandThe Mortal InstrumentsJace HerondaleCity Of BonesClary And JaceClaceJace And Clary
Book:We Jace you a Clary Xmas
Create image