I’ve never felt so… light.

We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Jace said that the cast of Gilligan’s Island could do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.

Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistakenly born into a family of peasants. The difference in your case is that it’s true.

It’s precious

Actually,” Clary said, “I think he stayed because of me.”Jace’s glaze flicked up to hers with a flash of gold. “Because of you? Hoping for another hot date, was he?”Clary felt herself flush. “No. And...

Maybe I can climb one of those,” Simon said, eyeing the fat white pillars that held up the slanted roof of the Hall. Runes were carved on them in overlapping patterns, but otherwise there were...

Because you’re lying to me. And you’re lying to yourself.” Jace’s eyes were blazing, and even though his hands were stuffed into his pockets, she could see that they were knotted into fists.

She looked at him with loathing. “I knew you were crazy,” she said. “But I didn’t realize you were absolutely, spectactularly out of your goddamned mind.

Prestane li to?Mislim taj osjećaj da ti nedostaje?

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

A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?

And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss she had endured, and she wept for Emma and the Blackthorns, remembering how...

Not everything is about you,” Clary said furiously.”Possibly,” Jace said, “but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.

The rat, huddled in the hollow of her palms, squeaked glumly. Delighted, she hugged him to her chest. “Oh poor baby,” she crooned, almost as if he really were a pet. “Poor Simon, it’ll be...

The Angel blade burns you, just as God’s name chokes you,” said Valentine, his cool voice sharp as crystal. “They say that those who die upon its point will achieve the gates of heaven. In...

No kissing?””Well, kissing, probably. But as for the rest of it…”She brushed her cheek lightly against his. “It’s okay with me if it’s okay with you.””Of course it’s not okay with me. I’m a teenage...

It was hidden inside another book. One Valentine was unlikely to ever open.” Magnus smiled crookedly. “Simple Recipes for Housewives. No one can say your mother didn’t have a sense of humor.

Jace was kissing her like he thought he might go to hell for doing it, but it would be worth it.

Everyone knows Valentine’s son.””I know, but – when Emma saw you, she acted like you were her celebrity crush.Like you were on the cover of Shadowhunters Weekly every month.””You know, when they asked me to...

Hodge had given up a long time ago trying to live a better life or a different one;all he wanted was not to be afraid, and so he was afraid all the time

Clary made fun of him about his new look; but, then, Clary found everything about Simon’s love life borderline hilarious.

You’re a disaster for us, Clary! You’re a mundane, you’ll always be one, you’ll never be a Shadowhunter! You don’t know how to think like we do, think about what’s best for everyone– all you...

That’s your comeback?

Wait.” Clary was suddenly nervous. “The melted metal-it could be, like, toxic or something.”Maia snorted. “I’m from New Jersey. I born in toxic sludge.

I am with you. I’m not going anywhere.””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. “Can we travel to Idris?...

Simon?” she asked. “I have a stupid question.””What is it?””Did you sleep with Isabelle?”Simon made a choking sound. Clary swiveled slowly around to look at him.”Are you okay?” she asked.”I think so,” he said, recovering...

Simon’s band never actually produced any music. Mostly they sat around in Simon’s living room, fighting about potential names and band logos. She sometimes wondered if any of them could actually play an instrument. ‘What’s...

When he let go of Clary, he turned and hugged Jace. Clary watched, tears running down her face.

Belatedly, Clary recalled something. “I thought you guys said only some of the vampire bikes could fly?”…[Jace:]”Only some of them can!” “How did you know this was one of them?” “I didn’t!” he shouted gleefully…

Every time I think I’m missing a piece of me, you give it back.

The cord pulled taut and she rebounded, flying back up before falling again. As her velocity slowed, she opened her eyes and found herself dangling at the end of the cord, about five feet above...

If I kiss you all day every day for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.

You know,” Clary said, “most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction.

Yeah, well, you clearly also couldn’t be bothered to call me and tell me you were shacking up with some dyed-blond wanna-be goth you probably met at Pandemonium. After I spent the past three days...

He hadn’t spoken a word since they’d left the manor except to snap out directions, telling her which way to turn at a fork in the road, or ordering her to skirt a pothole. Even...

The blood of Heaven binds you,” said the Queen. “Blood calls to blood, under the skin. But love and blood are not the same.””Riddles,” Clary said angrily. “Do you even mean anything when you talk...

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.

You don’t know her, Simon. I mean, not anymore.

I was hoping they would put up flyers like they do for lost cats.” He said. “Missing, one stunningly attractive teenage boy. Answers to ‘Jace’ or ‘hotstuff’.””You did not just say that.””You don’t like ‘hotstuff’?...

I don’t want tea,” said Clary, with muffled force. “I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them.””Unfortunately,”...

Oh, you know. Jace reminds me of an old boyfriend. Some guys look at you like they want sex. Jace looks at you like you’ve already had sex, it was great, and now you’re just...

One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it’s 5 a.m., I figured you’d be less cranky...

I should have warned her about your habit of never doing what you’re told.” Jace squinted at her. “Are those Isabelle’s clothes? They look ridiculous on you.” “I could point out that you burned my...

Clary,” he said. “You saved my life.””I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire.”His lips twitched imperceptibly. “Okay,” he said. “So maybe our problems aren’t like other couples.

Her green eyes flutter all the way open, and she looks amused. It pricks his ego slightly. After that kiss, shouldn’t she be fainting at his feet? But she’s grinning.

You can’t just go around killing people.You’re right. You can’t go around killing people.

Heroes save worlds,” Clary said. “They don’t destroy them.

trying to read his face. It was like a book written in a foreign language she’d studied all too briefly.

She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn’t feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war.