Magnus Soderman Quotes

These guys (Muslims) are total fanatics. If they aren't on their knees groveling before their tribal God, they are walking around chanting in an attempt to memorize the whole Koran. The goal of the fanatics is to destroy the West and place us all under Muslim Sharia law. All others are to be slain. These people are not our allies and anyone who says "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" needs to have the stupidity slapped out of them. ~ Richard Scutari

She set you down on the floor and you started ranging around, picking things up, pulling my cats tail- you screamed like a banshee when the cat scratched you, so I asked your mother if you were part banshee. She didn't laugh.
-Magnus to Clary, pg.228- ~ Cassandra Clare

When he was gone, when he was dust and ashes, Magnus would still be
walking through this world. If the world was changed for the better, then
that unknowable future would be better for Magnus. Alec could imagine
that on some scorching hot day like this, on a strange street in a strange
land, Magnus might see something good that reminded him of Alec,
some way that the world was changed because Alec had lived. Alec
couldn't imagine what the world would be like then.
But he could imagine, in some faraway future, the face he loved best. ~ Cassandra Clare

You're the shape-changer aren't you?" he said. "Magnus Bane told me about you. No mark on you at all, they say."
Tessa swallowed and looked him straight in the eye. They were discordantly human eyes, ordinary in his extraordinary face. "No. No mark."
He grinned around his fork. "I do suppose they've looked everywhere?"
"I'm sure Will's tryed," said Jessamine in a bored tone. Tessa's silverware clattered to the plate. Jessamine, who had been mashing her peas to the side of the plate with her knife, looked out when Charlotte let out an aghast, "Jessamine! ~ Cassandra Clare

I love round tables. They suit me so much better than a square.
Magnus, pg. 137 ~ Cassandra Clare

Stripping the protection wards off the ship was bad enough - it's a strong, strong enchantment, demon-based - but when you fell, I had to put a fast spell on the truck so it wouldn't sink when I lost consciousness. And I will lose consciousness, Alec. ~ Cassandra Clare

I've realized - I don't need to change. And neither do you, Helen, or you, Aline. It's the world that needs to change, and we're going to be the ones to change it. ~ Cassandra Clare

Magnus rolled onto his back and put his feet up on the arm of the sofa. "What do you care if Alec's miserable?"
"What do I care?" Jace said, so loudly that Chairman Meow rolled off the couch and landed on the floor. "Of course I care about Alec; he's my best friend, my parabatai. And he's unhappy. And so are you, by the look of things. Takeout containers everywhere, you haven't done anything to fix up the place, your cat looks dead - "
"He's not dead. ~ Cassandra Clare

Edmund, Magnus decided, put him in mind of nothing so much as a boat- a shining beautiful thing, buffeted by the whims of the water and winds. Only time would tell if he would find anchor and harbor, or if all that beauty and charm would be reduced to a wreck. ~ Cassandra Clare

Magnus did not like to go near the Hotel Dumont if he could help it. It was decrepit and unsettling, it held bad memories, and it also occasionally held his evil former lady love. ~ Cassandra Clare

It reminded him of the first day he'd ever touched Magnus, drawn close to and kissed another man, someone even taller than he was, his body lean
and lithe and right against Alec's. At the time, he'd thought he felt dizzy with relief and joy because he was finally touching someone he wanted to be touched by, when he'd thought he might never have that. Now he thought he'd felt that way because it was Magnus: that even then, he'd known. Now
the gesture spoke of all the days since the first. ~ Cassandra Clare

Magnus had come to a horrible realization. One that he knew would cause him nothing but pain and suffering from that day forward.
But there was no changing the truth of it.
He had fallen in love with her. ~ Morgan Rhodes

Jack," I said, "why don't you go check on Sam?" Maybe you can advise her on getting through those doors. OR you could sing to her. I know she'd love that."
"Yeah? Cool!" Jack zoomed off to serenade Sam, which meant Sam would want to hit me later, except it was Ramadan so she had to be nice to me. Wow, I was a bad person.




At the doors, Jack was trying to help by suggesting songs he could sing to inspire new ideas for getting inside: 'Knockin'on Heaven's Door', 'I Got the Keys' or 'Break on Through (to the Other Side)'.
"How about none of the above?" Sam said.
"'None of the Above' ..." Jack mused. "Is that by Stevie Wonder?"
"How's it going guys?" I asked. I didn't know if it was physically possible to strangle a magic sword, but I didn't want to see Sam try. ~ Rick Riordan

Bah!" Magnus scoffed. "Humans always blame dwarves. A baby goes missing and it was a dwarf that stole it. A princess runs off with a second son of a king and it was a dwarf who lured her to a deep prison. And when they find her with the prince - lo, she was rescued!
"A king is stabbed in the back in his own chapel, and a princess's tower
is turned into a death trap," Royce called back to them. "Friends are
betrayed and trapped in a prison - yes, I can see your surprise. Where do they get such ideas?"
"Damn his elven ears," Magnus said. ~ Michael J. Sullivan

It's official," he declared to no one in particular. "This is the worst vacation ever. ~ Cassandra Clare

Evil can be excused, sometimes. Squalor, though, never," Magnus murmured. ~ Cassandra Clare

That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could only hope what they made would endure. ~ Cassandra Clare

I don't think there is a thing like overconfidence in chess. It's always better to be too confident than too reluctant. ~ Magnus Carlsen

Alec slid his hand up to cup his boyfriend's jaw. There was light stubble on Magnus's skin, which Alec always loved. It made him think of the way Magnus looked when he first woke up, before the rest of the world saw him, before he put on his clothes like armor, when he was just Alec's. ~ Cassandra Clare

I know warlocks and Shadowhunters are very different, and there is a divide between your worlds that can be hard to cross. But as someone once said to me, the right man will not care. You can build a bridge over the divide and find each other. You can build something much greater than either of you could ever have built on your own. ~ Cassandra Clare

Getting kids moving is a key factor in tackling obesity and health problems among the young. ~ Magnus Scheving

Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self."
"Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before.
"Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like "Get out. ~ Cassandra Clare

My name is Magnus Chase. I'm sixteen years old. This is the story of how my life went downhill after I got myself killed. ~ Rick Riordan

Isabelle took out her invitation and waved it like a white flag. "I have an invitation. These" - she indicated the rest of the group with a grand wave of her arm - "are my friends."
Magnus plucked the invitation out of her hand and looked at it with fastidious distaste. "I must have been drunk," he said. He threw the door open. "Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests."
Jace edged into the doorway, sizing up Magnus with his eyes. "Even if one of them spills a drink on my new shoes?"
"Even then." Magnus's hand shot out, so fast it was barely a blur. He plucked the stele out of Jace's hand - Clary hadn't even realized he was holding it - and held it up. Jace looked faintly abashed. "As for this," Magnus said, sliding it into Jace's jeans pocket, "keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter. ~ Cassandra Clare

Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God.
Nor was it wise to tempt angels, even of the fallen sort. ~ Cassandra Clare

Once he asked me what I thought had turned me gay."
"I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider," said Simon. ~ Cassandra Clare

Isabelle: All the boys are gay. In this van, anyway. Well, except for you, Simon. Simon: Glad you noticed. Magnus: I prefer to think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual. Alec: Please never say that in front of my parents. ~ Cassandra Clare

Let the blacksmith wear the chains he has himself made. ~ Decimius Magnus Ausonius

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

It's easy for me to get along with chess players. Even though we are all very different, we have chess in common. ~ Magnus Carlsen

So, what are you?"
"What I am is someone who doesn't want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details. ~ Cassandra Clare