Clave Quotes

I always thought being a Shadowhunter meant that I had to approve of what the Clave did. I thought otherwise I wasn't loyal. I made excuses for them. I always have. But I feel like whenever we have to fight, we're fighting a war on two fronts. We fight the enemy and we fight the Clave, too. I don't--I just don't know how I feel anymore. (Cassandra Clare)
While the Clave disapproves of trespassers, oddly they take an even darker view of beheading and skinning people. They're peculiar that way.
Cassandra Clare
What does she want?" "Constant meetings. Depositions. 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
Admiring yourself? You won't look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you." "You do seem obsessed with my looks. Could it be that all this is because you're attracted to me?
Cassandra Clare
The Clave thinks the wards will stand forever because they've stood for a thousand years. But so did Rome, till the barbarians came. Everything falls someday.
Cassandra Clare
Whatever the Clave was discussing, the Council meeting was dragging on brutally late. "But he knows New York. He doesn't know Alicante-.
Cassandra Clare
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.
Cassandra Clare
How is Ty? There is nothing wrong with Ty, but he is different, and the Clave hates all that is different. They will try to punish him, for being who he is. They would punish a star for burning.
Cassandra Clare
Emma," said Cameron warningly. "The Clave won't like it." The Clave was the Shadowhunter government. In Kit's experience, they didn't like anything.
Cassandra Clare
So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as they sojourned both of them together, Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father, Behold the preparations, fire and iron, But where the lamb for this burnt-offering? Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps, And builded parapets and trenches there, And stretchèd forth the knife to slay his son. When lo! an angel called him out of heaven, Saying, Lay not thy hand upon the lad, Neither do anything to him, thy son. Behold! Caught in a thicket by its horns, A Ram. Offer the Ram of Pride instead.But the old man would not so, but slew his son, And half the seed of Europe, one by one.
Wilfred Owen