Poor you, you have two cute girls vying for your love. Your life is hard.
I think I gave Alec a complex about what kind of fighter he was, just because he wanted to live.
Consider it a race to see who kills you first, Daylighter-Valentine, the other Downworlders, or the Clave.
Goodness, real goodness, has it’s own sort of cruelty to it.
Only Jace, Clary thought, could look cool in pajama bottoms and an old T-shirt, but he pulled it off, probably through sheer force of will. -pg. 329-.
Sometimes, when I have to do something I don’t want to do, I pretend I’m a character from a book. It’s easier to know what they would do.
I only count the hours that shine.
Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you ever asked yourself why I agreed to be your parabatai?
He was wearing a look that she found odd and compelling – that amusement that didn’t seem to pass beyond the surface of his features, as he found everything in the world both infinitely funny and infinitely tragic all at the same time.
Not everything Jace did was insane and suicidal, she reminded herself. It just seemed that way. -Clary, pg.46-.
It was truly amazing, Clary thought, how much teenage boys were able to eat without ever gaining weight or making themselves sick. -pg.68-.
Jace wasn’t exactly prone to random fits of panic.
Before Clary could respond, Jace’s eyes slid open. He looked up at the warlock, dazzled and dizzy. “What are you doing here?” Magnus grinned down at Jace, and his teeth sparkled like sharpened diamonds. “Hey roommate,” he said. -pg. 128-.
If you love someone, you’re not supposed to want them to come back. Better a peaceful sleep in the earth than the life of a zombie – not really dead but not really alive, either.
Maybe I want a black eye. Did you think of that?
Where is your angel now?
Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger’s charming smile.
The sensation of falling was the worst part.
I told you to bring me to Alec! Backstabbing Judas.
Hurry up, mundie boy, we’ve got work to do.