Maryse Lightwood Quotes

Something snapped inside Maryse. He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He's my son. ~ Cassandra Clare

Magnus sighed. "Alexander, I've been alive for hundreds of years. I've been with men, been with women - with faeries and warlocks and vampires, and even a djinn or two." He looked sideways at Maryse, who looked mildly horrified. "Too much information? ~ Cassandra Clare

You dated a vampire? A girl vampire?" (Simon)
"It was a hundred and thirty years ago," (Magnus)
"I haven't seen her since." (Magnus)
"Why didn't you tell me?" (Alec)
"Alexander, I've been alive for hundred of years. I've been with men, been with women
with faeries and warlocks and vampires, and even a djinn or two." (Magnus) He looked sideways at Maryse, who looked mildly horrified.
"Too much information?" (Magnus) ~ Cassandra Clare

How she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying. ~ Cassandra Clare

Clary smiled at him with a warmth she didn't feel.
"Sebastian says I can come with you."
Jace raised his eyebrows.
"Matching haircuts for everyone?"
"I hope not," said Sebastian. "I look terrible with curls. ~ Cassandra Clare

You can take your Law," she said in a measured tone, "and shove it right up your- ~ Cassandra Clare

To marry a girl just to make her a widow," said Gabriel Lightwood. "Many would say that was not a kindness. ~ Cassandra Clare

It's obvious to me that you don't want to be here," Robert told his daughter.
"What gave it away? The fact that I told you a million times that I didn't want to come? That I didn't want to play your stupid game? That I thought it was cruel and manipulative and a total waste of time?"
"Yes," Robert said. "That. ~ Cassandra Clare

The Clave keeps wanting to hear what happened when we fought Sebastian at the Burren. We've all had to give accounts, like, fifty times. How Jace absorbed the heavenly fire from Glorious. Descriptions of the Dark shadowhunters, the Infernal cup, the weapons they used, the runes that were on them. What we were wearing, what Sebastian was wearing, what everyone was wearing ... like phone sex but boring ~ Cassandra Clare

Lord Montgomery considers nothing but his own desires," he said in a gravelly voice.
"I'll tell you something else. Lord Montgomery has a very large estate ... and pretty extensive grounds, too."
Isabelle giggled, and Simon felt the bed shake under them.
"Okay, I didn't expect you to get quite so into this."
"Lord Montgomery always surpasses expectations. ~ Cassandra Clare

If I wasn't Maryse ... I would want to be. ~ Maryse Ouellet

But that's what you're doing, isn't it? You're part of the fight just as much as the Shadowhunters on the ship - and I know you can take some of my strength, I've heard of warlocks doing that - so I'm offering. Take it. It's yours. ~ Cassandra Clare

So you're trying to make her happy despite the fact that the reason she's unhappy in the first place is you," said Simon, not very kindly. "That seems contradictory, doesn't it?"
"Love is a contradiction," said Jace. ~ Cassandra Clare

Clary glanced past him and asked, "Where's Magnus?"
"He said it would be better if he didn't come. Apparently he and the Seelie Queen have some kind of history."
Isabelle raised her eyebrows.
"Not that kind of history," said Alec irritably. "Some kind of feud. Though," he added, half under his breath, "the way he got around before me, I woudn't be surprised. ~ Cassandra Clare

But Magnus, he thought. You never told me. Never warned me it would be like this, that I would wake up one day and realize that I was going somewhere you couldn't follow. That we are essentially not the same. There's no "till death do us apart" for those who never die. ~ Cassandra Clare

You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met."
"That's too bad," said Jace, "since all the others you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown. ~ Cassandra Clare

Carstairs is alright, I suppose. If you like that sort."
"Oh?"
"The taken. The uninterested."
"As opposed to ... you, Gabriel?"
"Well, yes. ~ Cassandra Clare

OK, thank you Yoshi. Between you, Vladimir, and Maryse, I won't understand a word this entire season. ~ Matt Striker

They had just showed up, Amatis had said. Which meant Simon had spent the entire night at Isabelle's. She stared at him. He didn't look any different. ~ Cassandra Clare

Gabriel's green eyes sought Will. "It was demon pox, wasn't it? You know all about it, don't you? Aren't you some sort of expert?"
"Well, you needn't act as if I invented it," said Will. ~ Cassandra Clare

There is so much in this store I can picture Magnus wanting," Simon said, picking up a glass bottle of body glitter suspended in some kind of oil.
"Is it against some kind of rule to buy presents for someone who broke up with your friend?"
"I guess it depends.
Is Magnus your closer friend, or Alec?"
"Alec remembers my name," said Simon, and he set the bottle back down. ~ Cassandra Clare

Anna has a quality." Matthew raised a thoughtful eyebrow. "The French would call it jolie laide." Cordelia knew French well enough to frown. "Pretty-ugly? She's not ugly!" "It doesn't mean that," Matthew said. "It means unusually pretty. Oddly beautiful. It denotes having a face with character. ~ Cassandra Clare

I do not have to be only one thing. ~ Cassandra Clare

I did not make a pie," Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, "for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don't actually
know how to make a pie."
He paused, clearly waiting.
Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, "And three?"
"Because I am not your bitch," Alec said, clearly pleased with himself. ~ Cassandra Clare

Gideon Lightwood said he was at the Institute in Madrid. What on earth was he doing there?'
'Faffing about, most likely', said Will. ~ Cassandra Clare

You hear, Eugene?' said Lightwood over his shoulder. 'You are deeply interested in lime.'
'Without lime,' returned that unmoved barrister at law, 'my existence would be unilluminated by a ray of hope. ~ Charles Dickens

None of this is fair. It isn't fair that part of your life was ripped from you. It's not fair that you were ripped away from me. I'm so angry Simon. ~ Cassandra Clare

Spoon!" James said, running at his uncle Gabriel and jabbing him in the thigh. Gabriel mussed the boy's hair affectionately.
"You're such a good boy," he said. "I often wonder how you could possibly be Will's."
"Spoon," James said, leaning against his uncle's leg lovingly.
"No, Jamie," Will urged. "Your honorable father has been impugned. Attack, attack! ~ Cassandra Clare

I love you too, he said. God, I love you, Isabelle. ~ Cassandra Clare

Wear that scarf," he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. "It matches your eyes."
Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate - for the scarf, for Magnus, and most of all for himself. "Don't tell me," he said. "The scarf's a hundred years old, and it was given to you by Queen Victoria right before she died, for special services to the Crown or something."
Magnus sat up. "What's gotten into you?"
Alec stared at him. "Am I the newest thing in this apartment?"
"I think that honor goes to Chairman Meow. He's only two."
"I said newest, not youngest," Alec snapped. ~ Cassandra Clare

The Clave tells us not to trust Downworlders. Despite the Accords, despite everything, we all get indoctrinated, and we - " He broke off, looking up at the clear, cold stars. "I used to follow the rules because I thought it would keep everyone I cared about safe," he said. "But I've started to realize that 'everyone I care about' is a bigger group and a different group than the Clave was built to accept. ~ Cassandra Clare

Alec and I are unafraid to express our manly love," said Jace. "Sometimes he carries me around like a swooning damsel."
"Really?" said Kit.
"No," said Jace. "I'm very heavy, especially when fully armed. What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Actually, that," said Kit.
"My weight? ~ Cassandra Clare

I'm seven hundred years old, Alexander. I know when something isn't going to work. You won't even admit I exist to your parents."
Alec stared at him. "I thought you were three hundred! You're seven huundred years old?"
"Well," Magnus amended, "eight hundred. But I dont look it. Anyway, you're missing the point. The point is-"
But Alec never found out what the point was because at that moment a dozen more Iblis demons flooded into the square. He felt his jaw drop. "Damn it."
Magnus followed his gaze. the demons were already fanning out into a half circle around them, their yellow eyes glowing. "Way to change the subject, Lightwood. ~ Cassandra Clare

Beside the watch was a pearl bracelet she always wore. She never took it off. Will had given it to her when they had been married thirty years, smiling as fastened it on. He had had gray in his hair them, she knew, though she had never really seen it. As if her love had given him his own shape-shifting ability, no matter how much time had passed, when she looked at him, she always saw the wild, black-haired boy she had fallen in love with.
It still seemed incredible to her sometimes that they had managed to grow old together, herself and Will Herondale, whom Gabriel Lightwood had once said would not live to be older than nineteen. They had been good friends with the Lightwoods too, through all those years. Of course Will could hardly not be friends with the man who was married to his sister. Both Cecily and Gabriel had seen Will on the day he dies, as had Sophie, though Gideon had himself passed away several years before. ~ Cassandra Clare

I'm worried about Isabelle."
"I'm pretty sure Isabelle can take care of herself."
"You don't know her, Simon. I mean, not anymore. ~ Cassandra Clare

Isabelle.
It was always Isabelle. ~ 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

Shadowhunter." The creature on the left spoke in a hissing whisper. "We did not know of you in this situation."
Isabelle raised a delicate eyebrow. "And what situation would that be?"
The second subjugate pointed a long gray finger at Simon. The nail on the end of it was yellowed and sharp. "We have dealings with the Daylighter."
"No, you don't," Simon said. "I have no idea who you are. Never seen you before. ~ Cassandra Clare

What was that?" Jace said. "Sorry, I think I fell asleep for a moment. Do, continue with whatever mesmerizing thing you were saying. ~ Cassandra Clare

Jealousy is such an ugly emotion. ~ Cassandra Clare

Because he's three thousand times the human being you'll ever be,' said Alec. 'Now get out of here before I risk his life by waking him up so he can turn you into a garbage fire. Something that would match your personality.'
'Oh!', said Zara. 'So rude! ~ Cassandra Clare

Thank you," Simon said. "It's a joke, Isabelle. He's the Count. He likes counting. You know. 'What did the Count eat today, children? One chocolate chip cookie, two chocolate chip cookies, three chocolate chip cookies . . .'"

There was a rush of cold air as the door of the restaurant opened, letting in another customer. Isabelle shivered and reached for her black silk scarf. "It's not realistic."

"What would you prefer? 'What did the Count eat today, children? One helpless villager, two helpless villagers, three helpless villagers . . . ~ Cassandra Clare

It doesn't matter if I get my memories back or not," Simon said. "It doesn't matter if another demon gives me amnesia tomorrow. I know you: You'll come find me again, you'll come rescue me no matter what happens. You'll come for me, and I'll discover you all over again. I love you. I love you without the memories. I love you right now."
Isabelle said in a calm voice: "I know."
Simon stared at her. "Was that ... ," he said slowly. "Was that a Star Wars reference? Because if it was, I would like to declare my love all over again."
"Go on, then," said Isabelle. "I mean it. Say it again. I've been waiting awhile."
"I love you," said Simon. ~ Cassandra Clare

Life was an uncertain thing, and there were some moments one wished to remember, to imprint upon one's mind that the memory might be taken out later, like a flower pressed between the pages of a book, and admired and recollected anew. - Sophie and Gideon Lightwood ~ Cassandra Clare

White for Shadowhunters is the color of funerals," Luke explained. " But for mundanes, Jace, it' s the color of weddings. Brides wear white to symbolize their purity."
"I thought Jocelyn said her dress wasn't white," Simon said.
"Well," said Jace, "I suppose that ship has sailed."
Luke choked on his coffee. ~ Cassandra Clare

Could you give me a boost up to the second floor?"
"I will not," Raphael said icily.
"Sure, any friend of Magnus's," said Elliott, and then, off Raphael's glare, added, "is someone we don't like, definitely, not even a little bit, at all. ~ Cassandra Clare