I’ve never felt so… light.

Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?””If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked.

Wrong religion,” he said.

Can I help you with something?”Clary turned instant traitor against her gender. “Those girls on the other side of the car are staring at you.”Jace assumed an air of mellow gratification. “Of course they are,”...

Later, when his father left him, the boy cried over his pet, until eventually his father sent a servant to take the body of the bird away and bury it. The boy never cried again,...

The Great and Tragic Love of Jonathan Shadowhunter and David the Silent, by Clary Fray, Aged 17.SIMON IT WAS BY SIMON NOT ME(…) Jonathan Shadowhunter: Oh, David, I would trust you with my life!David: Oh,...

I love you, Clary,” he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. “More than I ever–” He broke...

Ese tipo de amor capaz de consumir el mundo o llevarlo a la gloria

Fu Alec a parlare per primo. “Cos’è?” chiese guardando Clary.”E’ una ragazza” disse Jace. “Sicuramente ti sarà già capitato di vederne qualcuna, Alec. Tua sorella Isabelle, ad esempio

You know Jace Lightwood?” said Emma.”I– What?””He’s famous,” Emma said with obvious amazement. He’s the best Shadowhunter. The best.

Surely, she was too young to have so many ghosts.

The morning star isn’t a stat,” Clary said grumpily. It’s a planet. I learned that in astronomy class.””Mundane education is regrettably prosaic,” said Jace.

and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has....

Isabelle!” he called again. “Let down your raven hair!'”Oh my God,” Clary muttered. “There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn’t there? I’m going to kill him.

NYC Institute has one. I’ll show you sometime if you want.It’s a date.It is maybe the least romantic spot in the Institute, by the way.You’ll make up for that, I’m sure.(Jeez, get a locked room...

And next time you’re planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.

He was a vampire now. He was supposed to have eternity. But what he had was days.

And maybe I am a monster. I don’t know the answer to that. But what I do know is that even if there’s demon blood inside me, there is human blood inside me as well....

Jace broke off the kiss and stepped back with an exhale; before Clary could say anything, a chorus of sarcastic applause broke out from the nearby hill. Simon, Isabelle, and Alec waved at them. Jace...

Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.

I’ve got plenty.” Isabelle smiled, kicking her feet up so that her anklets jingled like Christmas bells. “These, for instance. The left one is gold, which is poisonous to demons, and the right one is...

It’s not gray,” Clary felt compelled to point out. “It’s green.””If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you’d have died in childhood,” said Jace.

Maybe that was why she couldn’t cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when...

We need to talk. All of us About what we’re going to do now.””I was going to watch Project Runway.

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.

you can run out of garlic, you can’t really run out of music

Lawful good to lawful evil!” said Simon, pleased.”He’s quoting Dungeons and Dragons,” said Clary. “Ignore him.