92 Quotes About Jace-herondale

Jace shot finger guns at Julie Beauvale, who had turned bright pink.“Good to see you, bestie,” he said.Simon’s shoulders were shaking. Isabelle, who had been watching with a half smile, patted his back.Clary scrunched her nose at Jace.

Magnus hesitated. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “We’ve been rushing around getting ready to leave, and I haven’t so much as googled the word Svefnthorn.”“I googled it,” Jace said, to Alec’s surprise. “While we were getting our stuff together.”“You,” said Alec, “googled it.”“Yeah,” said Jace. “It sounded Norse, so I went into the library and looked it up in the Saga Concordances. Like a normal person. That’s googling, right?”“More or less,” said Simon.

You taught me it takes more bravery to love completely that it does to walk unarmed into battle,” he said. “To love you and be loved by you is an honor, Clary.” She grinned at him. “And what do I get in return for the honor?”“My sparkling wit,” he said, starting to undo her zipper. “My charming company. My good looks. And…” He looked up at her, suddenly serious. “My heart, for all the days of my life.” She bent to brush her lips across his. “And you have mine

Jace Herondale, once more a Herondale is the bringer of my deliverance. I should have anticipated.

She said something to me,” he said. “While she was dying. She said, ‘Your father would be proud of you.’ I thought she was being cruel. I thought she meant Valentine….” Amatis shook her head. “She meant Stephen,” she said softly. “And she was right. He would have been.

I am not a hero.

So many times since Clary died, Janus had swung around thinking he would see her, hoping desperately for a ghost, for a whisper, for anything but this endless darkness without her. He had to stop wishing for her, stop hoping for her, stop searching for her. He had to burn his heart out until there was nothing left but ash. No matter where he looked, she was never there.

No more fantasies, no more dreams. He knew then that none of the illusions he’d tried to fool himself with had ever even come close. Every detail had been wrong, everything in the world had been wrong, and everything about himself.

I wish I was close to Jace Herondale," Julie sighted. "He is so gorgeous.""He is foxier than a fox fur in a fox hole on fox hunting day," Beatriz agreed dreamily.