We're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?— Cassandra Clare
Gorgeous Magnus Bane quotations
You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.
Well, I'm certainly not Ragnor Fell the exotic dancer.
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?
Pardon me, but we did not have the time to exchange that kind of personal information," Magnus said. "I could not have known! Moreover, I wish to assure both of you that I did not make any amorous advances on female monkeys." he paused and winked. "I didn't actually see any, so I never got the chance.
You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.
Lightwoods,” Magnus said. “They always have to have the last word.
But the name Magnus Bane made him think of a towering sort of figure, with huge shoulders and formal purple warlock’s robes, calling down fire and lightning. Not Magnus himself, who was more of a cross between a panther and a demented elf.
And I don’t see how Sebastian can be all that fond of Jace, either.
He was horribly jealous of him all his life. He thought Jace was Valentine’s favorite,” added Clary. “Not to mention,” Magnus noted, “that Jace killed him. That would put anyone off.
They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite
Malachi scowled. "I don't remember the Clave inviting you into the Glass City, Magnus Bane." "They didn't," Magnus said. "Your wards are down." "Really?" the Consul's voice dripped sarcasm. "I hadn't noticed." Magnus looked concerned. "That's terrible. Someone should have told you." He glanced at Luke. "Tell him the wards are down.
I know about parabatai,” said Magnus, an angry, dark undercurrent to his voice. “I’ve known parabatai so close they were almost the same person; do you know what happens, when one of them dies, to the one that’s left —?
You serve a greater cause. Your life is not yours to throw away (Magnus Bane)
Moreover, I wish to assure you both that I did not make any amorous advances on female monkeys.
I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do.
As far as I’m concerned, this is the worst thing that’s happened since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru.
We came to see Jace. Is he alright?" "I don't know," Magnus said. "Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?
There are memories that time can't erase, Clarissa.
Ask your friend, Magnus Bane, if you don't believe me. Forever does not make loss forgettable. Only bearable.
There are some people—people the universe seems to have singled out for special destinies. Special favors and special torments. God knows we're all drawn toward what's beautiful and broken; I have been, but some people cannot be fixed. Or if they can be; its only by love and sacrifice so great that it destroys the giver.
A very magnanimous statement, Gideon,” said Magnus.
“I’m Gabriel.” Magnus waved a hand. “All Lightwoods look the same to me.
Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.
Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years.
I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.
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.
I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,' - Magnus Bane
Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.” “Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.
You’re seventeen,” Magnus said. “You can’t have wasted a life you’ve barely lived.
Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction.
"You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.
I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus.
Does she still love you?" "I don't think so," Magnus said dryly.
"She wasn't very pleasant the last time I saw her. Of course, that could be because I've got an eighteen year-old boyfriend with a stamina rune and she doesn't." Alec sputtered. "As the person being objectified, I ... object to that description of me.
I was alive when the Dead Sea was just a lake that was feeling a little poorly.
He’s very pretty. For a human.” “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.
If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you.
" "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired. "He's a warlock," said Alec. "A sexy, sexy warlock," Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fury. "But warlocks are bad," protested Max, looking baffled. "Exactly," said Isabelle.
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.
Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests.
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.