Cleo And Magnus Quotes

You seem rather obsessed with Magnus. Perhaps next time I should try to arrange a meeting between the two of you instead. ~ Morgan Rhodes

Fear and intimidation are tactics that work very well on those who allow themselves to be afraid and intimidated. ~ Morgan Rhodes

This was the boy who now kissed her without reservation, as if he were dying and she was air itself. ~ Morgan Rhodes

Her cerulean eyes widened.
"You dream about me?"
His gaze snapped back to hers.
"Nightmares only ~ Morgan Rhodes

But she didn't fall. Someone was there, reaching an arm around her waist to steady her. She looked up expecting to see Nic, but it was Magnus.
His dark brows were drawn tightly together. Problem, princess? ~ Morgan Rhodes

Soon the day will come when science will win victory over error, justice a victory over injustice, and human love a victory over human hatred and ignorance. ~ Magnus Hirschfeld

Percy's ears turned as pink as Alex's jeans. "Anyway, maybe we've been looking at this all wrong. I've been tying to teach you sea skills. But the most important thing is to use whatever you've got to hand - your team, your wits, the enemy's own magical stuff."
"And there's no way to plan for that," I said.
"Exactly!" Percy said. "My work here is done!"
Annabeth frowned. "Percy, you're saying the best plan is no plan. As a child of Athena, I can't really endorse that. ~ Rick Riordan

Ever driven stick before?"
Alec hesitated. "can't be harder than shooting a bow and arrow while riding a horse at a full gallop."
"It's definitely not," said Magnus. "Besides, you have superhuman reflexes. What's the worst that could happen?"
He threw Alec the keys and slid into the passenger's seat with a smile. Alec grinned and jogged over to the driver's seat.
Magnus suggested some practice loops in the parking lot.
"You have to lift your left foot as you're applying gas with the right foot," he said. Alec looked at him.
"Oh no," he said dryly. "I have to move both feet at the same time. How can I possibly handle such demands on my agility." He turned back, applied the gas, and was rewarded with a high-pitched screech, like a banshee in a trap. Magnus smiled but did not say anything. ~ Cassandra Clare

Alec knew who he was. He knew what he had done and what he had fought for, and he knew what he would fight for in the future. And he knew exactly who he loved. ~ Cassandra Clare

Will and Tessa were in the carriage now, and their driver was snapping the reins. 'Do you think there's a chance for him?'
'A chance for who?'
'Will Herondale. To be happy.'
Woolsey sighed gustily and put down his glass. 'Is there a chance for you to be happy if he isn't?'
Magnus said nothing.
'Are you in love with him?' Woolsey asked - all curiosity, no jealousy. Magnus wondered what it was like to have a heart like that, or rather to have no heart at all.
'No,' Magnus said. 'I have wondered that, but no. It is something else. I feel that I owe him. I have heard it said that when you save a life, you are responsible for that life. I feel I am responsible for that boy. If he never finds happiness, I will feel I have failed him. If he cannot have that girl he loves, I will feel I have failed him. If I cannot keep his parabatai by him, I will feel I failed him. ~ Cassandra Clare

Alec raised his blue eyes."Whos Will?"
Magnus exhled a sort laugh."Will.Dear God.That was a long time ago.Will was a Shadowhunter,like you.And yes,he did look like you,but your nothing like him.Jace is much more the way Will was,in personality at least-and my relationship with you is nothing like the one I had with Will.Is that whats bothering you?"
"I dont like thinking your only with me because I look like so dead guy you liked. ~ Cassandra Clare

Business is all about focus. But with focus comes myopia and to conquer that, I come in to shake things up. To be invited as a keynote speaker is to have a license to interfere and interrupt. ~ Magnus

In Paris one could have the eyes of a cat (as he did) and tell people it was a trick of fashion. ~ Cassandra Clare

Attacking is what demons usually do, If it was after me specifically, I assume it was jealous of my style and charm. ~ Cassandra Clare

The last time you were feeling heartbroken, you took shots at a chandelier with a mundane gun and nearly drowned yourself in the Serpentine." said Matthew.
"I wasn't trying to drown myself," James pointed out. "Besides, Magnus Bane saved me."
"Don't mention that," said Matthew, as James uncapped the flask. "You know how angry I am about that. I idolize Magnus Bane, you had one chance to meet him, and you embarrassed us all."
"I'm quite sure I never mentioned any of you to him," said James, and tipped the flask back. He choked. It was blue ruin: the cheapest, harshest kind of gin. It went down like lightning. He coughed and thrust the flask away.
"Even worse," said Matthew. "How sharper than the serpent's tooth it is to have an ungrateful parabatai. ~ Cassandra Clare

There was a long silence. Magnus broke it. "I have to hand it to you," he said. "I never thought Jace and Clary would be topped by anyone else in terms of insane, self-destructive decisions, but you all are giving them a run for their money. ~ Cassandra Clare

How many other people?" Alec asked. "Roughly."
Magnus shook his head. "I can't count, and it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is how I feel about you."
"More than a hundred?" Alec asked. Magnus looked blank. "Two hundred?"
"I can't believe we're having this conversation now," Magnus said. ~ Cassandra Clare

Show me a universal life manual and I will show you a ready-made scam.
Life is spontaneous.
Live and learn. ~ Magnus Nwagu Amudi

There is no other way," she insisted.
"Nothing else but to use you as bait? Madness!"
"Don't make me say it."
"Say what?" Wolf asked. He was leaning against a pillar, Cymbra close by, observing his brother with the air of a man torn between sympathy and amusement.
Gritting his teeth,Dragon said, "That I used her as such to lure out Magnus. It almost got her killed."
"Me? What about you?" Rycca demanded, momentarily forgetting her purpose. That night of terror still lived too vividly in her memory. "It almost got you killed. You're the one who had to fight him, naked, unarmed, and him having your Moorish sword."
Hawk and Wolf exchanged a look. "That's how Magnus died?" Wolf asked. He grinned. "Pretty damn good,brother."
The women looked to the ceiling and sighed in exasperation.
It was left to Hawk to break the deadlock. "I hate to say this, but Rycca has a point. Unless Wolscroft is lured out,this can't be resolved."
"So you would use my wife-" Dragon challenged.
"Fully protected," Hawk hastened to add, "surrounded by all our might. There is only one road and the forest on both sides is very thick.We could hide a hundred men within a few feet of that road and no one could detect them."
Dragon was silent for a moment. He gave every appearance of waging a battle within himself. Finally,he said, "A hundred men isn't enough."
Rycca's heart leaped,for she recognized that as just the tiniest concession to the plan they wer ~ Josie Litton

Ladies who were no better than they should be, whose dresses were too tight, too bright and too all the things Magnus liked most, lounged on velvet-covered benches along the walls. ~ Cassandra Clare

We will have to rough it like mundanes do, and take the fanciest, most luxurious train available on a romantic overnight through the Alps. You see the sacrifices I am willing to make for the sake of safety. ~ Cassandra Clare

A massive fir, it rose to nearly touch the ceiling at the far end of the ballroom. When Will asked Charlotte how on earth it had gotten in there, she had only waved her hands and said something about Magnus. ~ Cassandra Clare

He was too fascinated with this ghost of Magnus. So many questions came to his mind: "Can you eat, can you drink, can you make love, can you taste?" "No," said Magnus, "but I can see very well, and I can feel hot and cold in a pleasurable way, and I have a sense of being here, being alive, occupying this space, being tangible, and having a tempo in time. ... ~ Anne Rice

I know what I'm asking. For you to find a needle in - God, not even a haystack. A needle in a tower of other needles."
"Plunge your hand in a tower of needles," said Magnus, "and you are likely to cut yourself badly. Are you sure this is what you want? ~ Cassandra Clare

I am fighting for a better world for myself and my son,' said the woman called Maryse.
'I have no interest in the world you want,' Magnus told her. 'Or in your doubtless repellant brat, I might add. ~ Cassandra Clare

Alec tugged at the front of Max's sailor suit. "That's a lot of ribbons there, buddy." Max nodded sadly. "Too much ribbons." "What happened to your sweater?" "That's a fine question, Alexander. Allow me to unfold to you the tale. Max rolled his sweater in the cat litter," Magnus related. "So he could 'look like Daddy.' Thus he must wear the sailor suit of shame. I don't make the rules. Oh, wait, yes, I do." He waved a reproving finger at Max, who laughed again and tried to grab for the glitter of rings. ~ Cassandra Clare

Dear Alec and Magnus, How are you? Everything's just fine here. Thanks for you postcard with the picture of the Taj Mahal. It looks nice. Disregard my last few postcards. I see I overdid it. To make it up to you, I'm going to redecorate Magnus's loft for free. -Izzy ~ Cassandra Clare

And she imagined how things could be later. It was stupid, but the picture just appeared in her mind. Abel and Magnus shoveling snow together ... in twenty years, in thirty. Magnus had grown old, his broad back still strong but bent from time, his hair nearly white at the temples. And Abel ... Abel was a different Abel, an adult one, one who was absolutely self-confident and didn't let his eyes dart around the room at lunch, as if he were caught in trap.
"Nonsense," she whispered. "Thirty years? You don't stay with the person you meet at seventeen ... what kind of fairy tale are you living in, Anna Leemann?"
And still the picture seemed right. ~ Antonia Michaelis

He wasn't ready for death, but if it came today, he would face it with his head held high and Alexander Lightwood's name on his lips. ~ Cassandra Clare

Being asked out by a Shadowhunter had been among the top ten strangest and most unexpected things that had ever happened to Magnus, and Magnus had always endeavored to live a very unexpected life. ~ Cassandra Clare

He is a Shadowhunter," said Jocelyn. "His loyalty will be to Clave and Covenant."
"He's my friend," said Magnus coldly. "His loyalty is to me. ~ Cassandra Clare

[Magnus] reminded himself of his manners, and bowed. "Charmed," he said. "Or whatever effect would please you best, I'm sure. ~ Cassandra Clare

I admit I do get a bit protective of my big brother. he always protects me.
"The truth is, I don't have to threaten you with anything worse than you've already done to yourself.
"Alec is brave, and he's good, and he's loyal, and like all Lightwoods he has cheekbones you could use to slice salami. You're never going to find anyone as great as my brother or anyone who loves you as much.
"He's one of the best things in my life, and I'm prepared to bet he's one of the best things in yours. You're going to be sorry when you wake up and realize what you threw away. ~ Cassandra Clare

She saw the beginning of puzzlement cross his face, and then there was an explosion and the door of the room blew open in a shower of splinters.
Magnus strode in, looking hectic, his black hair sticking up and his clothes rumpled.
Jace leaned away from Clary, but only slightly. His eyes were narrowed. "I would say 'Don't you knock?' but it seems evident you don't," he said. "We are, however, busy."
Magnus waved a dismissive hand. "I've walked in on your ancestors doing worse," he said. "Besides, it's an emergency."
"Magnus," said Clary, "this better not be about the flowers. Or the cake."
Magnus scoffed. "I said an emergency. This is an engagement party, not the Battle of Normandy."
"The battle of what?" said Jace, who was not up on his mundane history. ~ Cassandra Clare

Magnus shrugged. It is not my responsibility now, nor will it ever be my responsibility, to manage wayward Shadowhunters. In fact, I am not sure why I am to blame. I spent the night in the library waiting for Will to come and talk to me, which he never did. Eventually I fell asleep in the Rabies and Lycanthropy section. Woolsey bites on occasion, and I'm concerned. ~ Cassandra Clare