He seemed only … annoyed. Annoyed, and sweaty, and hot. “Yeah, well,” he said, “the next time you decide to sneak out of our magically warded apartment through a door that shouldn’t really exist, leave...

Therefore you can never lose hope-hatikva-because if you keep hope alive, it will keep you alive.

Do you remember what I told you that first time at Taki’s? About faerie food?””I remember you said you ran down Madison Avenue naked with antlers on your head”, said Clary, blinking silver drops off...

His loyalty is to me.

I don’t care,” Clary said. “He’d do it for me. Tell me he wouldn’t. If I were missing-” “He’d burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know,”...

Simon I’ve been trying to call you, but it seems like your phone is turned off. I don’t know where you are right now. I don’t know if Clary’s already told you what happened tonight....

Clary?” he thought.Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. “What is it? What’s happened? Did my mom find out I’m gone?””Not yet,” he thought back. “Is Azazel the cat from the Smurfs?”There was a long...

Get over here. Sheldon’s had an idea.””Who’s Sheldon?”, said Isabelle.

She turned and looked at him. “Ducks?” she said again.A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. “I hate ducks. Don’t know why. I just always have.

Now shut up. I want to sleep,” she said, and she curled up against his side and closed her eyes.Somehow, now, they fit, where they hadn’t before.Nothing was awkward, or poking into him, or banging...

So, ninety-five percent of the time.” She craned her head back to look up at time. “Ninety-five percent? What’s the other five percent?” “Oh, you know, the usual–demons I might kill, runes I need to...

Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.

I have a feeling you’re right, Sherwin.”Simon. My name is Simon.

Jordan doesn’t really care about the blood,” Simon said now. “His whole thing is about me being comfortable with what I am. Get in touch with your inner vampire, blah, blah.”Clary slid in next to...

I mean more dead than usual.

(Sebastian) “See, there you go. You’re always looking at me like that.””Like what?””Like I burn down animal shelters for fun and light my cigarettes with orphans.

I’ve got the Mark of Cain,” said Simon. “That means nothing can kill me, right?””You can kill yourself,” Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. “As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if...

Magnus’s eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. “Not my favorite topic, Smedley.””Simon”, said Simon. “If I’m going to die for...

He grinned. It was a wicked grin, the kind that made the blood in Clary’s veins run a little faster. “You want to go on a date?”Caught off guard, she stammered. “A wh-what?””A date,” Jace...

I saw you fall down, and—I thought you were dead.

She hated that little voice inside her head. Like the Seelie Queen, it planted doubts where there shouldn’t be doubts, asked questions that had no answer.

Take off your shirt.”Jace raised his eyebrows. “I’m not going to attack you,” she said impatiently. “I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning.””Are you sure?” he asked, obediently sliding the shirt...

Wear that scarf,” he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. “It matches your eyes.”Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate – for the scarf, for Magnus, and...

Terrible. I’m already way behind on my quota of witty comments for the day.

To my son,If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.I expect to die, if not today, then soon. I expect that Valentine will kill me. For all his talk of loving me, for...

I know I told you once that whether God exists or not, we’re on our own. But when I’m with you, I’m not.

Isabelle snorted, “All the boys are gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon.””You noticed,” said Simon. “I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,” added Magnus. “Please never say those words in front...

I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,’ – Magnus Bane

Despite the heat in her face, it felt as if cold needles of ice were running up and down her veins. “What are you doing here?”He drew back slightly, looking disappointed. “That isn’t really an...

Sed lex, dura lex

Wait a second. Do you think that„s likely to be required?

Church was doing what he often did when dropped – lying on his back with all four legs in the air, pretending to be dead in order to induce guilt in his owners.

No one blames her.””That never matters,” said Alec. “Not when you blame yourself.

Your Bracelet,” she said. “Acheronta movebo.’ It doesn’t mean ‘Thus always to tyrants.’ That’s ‘sic semper tyrannis.’ This is from Virgil. ‘Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo.’ If I cannot move Heaven, I will raise...

How she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying.

She realized that this scarred, sarcastic boy, was gentle with the things he loved.

Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someone’s belongings strewn all over the landing...

Excellent. I’ve been told I have a lovely, melodic reading voice.” He flipped the book open to the front page, where the title was printed in ornate script. Across from it was a long dedication,...

There are no other relatives. You and I, we are the last. The last of the Morgensterns. You are the only one left whose blood runs in my veins, too. You are my last chance.

I won’t be just your friend. I love you, Maia. I’m in love with you. I always have been. I always will be. Just being your friend would kill me” – Jordan

You asked me who I belong to. I belong to you.

Jordan leaned on the counter. He felt a little like a bartender in a TV show, dispensing sage advice. “What do you owe her?””Life,” Isabelle said.Jordan blinked. This was a little beyond his bartending and...

Isabelle waved a hand. “No need to worry, big brother. Nothing happened. Of course,” she added as Alex’a shoulders relaxed, “I was totally passed-out drunk, so he could really have done whatever he wanted and...

There are ways in which we’re so alike. We’re reckless. We don’t think before we act. We’ll do anything for people we love. And I never thought how scary that was for the people who...

And down she walked along the street,A handsome lad she hoped to meetAnd sore by dawn were her dainty feetBut all the boys were gay.

I’m happy now, Clary. Doesn’t that make a difference?

And I remind you of your mother now? I have got to look into a manlier cologne.

I’d die for you. You know that. But would I kill someone else, someone innocent? What about a lot of innocent lives? What about the whole world? Is it really love to tell someone that...

(Jace) “Is there anything special you want to see? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower of Pisa?” Only if it falls on Sebastian’s head, she thought.

Isabelle snorted. ‘All the boys are gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon.”You noticed’ said Simon.’I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,’ added Magnus.’Please never say those words in front of my...