32 Quotes About Shadowhunter-academy

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.

What?”Jace was standing up now.“When you first step off. Bend the knees right away. Otherwise you did pretty well.”“But what about Isabelle?” Simon asked. “What do I do?”“I have no idea,” Jace said.“So you just came here to torture me and talk about yourself?” Simon demanded.“Oh, Simon, Simon, Simon,” said Jace. “You may not remember, but that’s kind of our thing.”With that, he walked away, clearly aware of the admiring glances that followed his every step.

You know, this porridge isn't at all bad," Simon said, digging in. George nodded enthusiastically, his mouth full.Beatriz looked sad for them, and possibly sad that boys were so stupid in general. "This isn't porridge," she told them. "These are scrambled eggs.""Oh, no," George whispered faintly, his mouth still full, his voice terribly sad. "Oh no.

Have you never seen a movie? Read a comic book? That's always how it starts - just a little temptation, just a little taste of evil, and then BAM, your light saber turns red and you're breathing through a big black mask and slicing off your son's hand just to be mean."They looked at him blankly.

History, the way the teachers liked it, was a racetrack, a straight shot from start to finish line; life itself was more of a maze.

No. You don't get to call me Izzy, you don't send me letters, you don't follow me into dark corridors and try to save me from rats.""Trust me, we see a rat, it's every man for himself.

Against all odds, the Academy had come to feel like home. A slimy, moldy, dungeonlike home without working toilets, maybe, but home nevertheless. He and George had even named the rats that lived behind their walls. Every night, they left Jon Cartwright Jr., III, and IV a piece of stale bread to nibble, in hopes they'd prefer the crumbs to human feet.

What's next? You want to convince me they're making another crap Last Airbender movie?

The moment they met, Simon had decided that if looks matched personalities, Jon Cartwright would look like a horse's ass. Unfortunately, there is no justice in the world, and he looked instead like a walking Ken doll. Sometimes first impressions were misleading; sometimes they peered straight through to a person's inner soul. Simon was as sure now as he'd ever been: Jon's inner soul was a horse's ass.