Ladies who were no better than they should be, whose dresses were too tight, too bright and too all the things Magnus liked most, lounged on velvet-covered benches along the walls.

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.

That’s your truck parked up by the factory isn’t it?” Magnus pointed. “It’s awfully butch for a bookseller.

Raphael’s hand tightened on the hilt of the knife. His knuckles were white. He spoke to Magnus. “I have no soul,” he said. “But I made you a promise on my mother’s doorstep, and she...

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...

But the name Magnus Bane made him think of a towering sort of figure, with huge shoulders and formal purple warlock’s robes, calling down fire and lightning. Not Magnus himself, who was more of a...

Why don’t we talk about your love life? Clary countered.”What about you and Alec?””Alec refuses to acknowledge that we have a relationship, and so I refuse to acknowledge him. He sent me a fire message...

Everyone has the potential to be extraordinary. As long as you have a soul and free will, you can be anything, do anything, choose anything.

To them, as to Magnus, time was like rain, glittering as it fell, changing the world, but something that could also be taken for granted.

It was a very bad idea. It was a terrible idea. It was the worst idea he had ever heard. It was irresistible.

Alex- Alec, if I had given you the impression I had accepted the idea of your death, I can only apologize. I tried to, I thought I had- and yet still I pictured having you...

What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?

You’re a Shadowhunter,” he said. “You know how to deal with injuries.” He slid his stele across the table toward her. “Use it.””No,” Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him.Jace...

Just ask Clary.

There might simply be nothing going on that might activate it. Perhaps there isn’t anything here that Alec is afraid of.”Magnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows. “Boo.”Luke and Magnus, pg. 285

The warlock’s gaze, on the flames, was remote and distant, as if he were looking back into the past. Simon couldn’t help but remember what Magnus had said to him once, about living forever:Someday you...

Whatever it is, don’t do it!” said Catarina. “It’s a bad idea.” “And why do you say that?””Because they’re the only kind you have,” she said. ” I have known you a long time, and...

You are aware that the sale of liquore is currently against the law.” Edgar went on, “but I suppose that is why you enjoy it.””Everyone should have a hobby or two,” Magnus said. “Mine just...

I want my people to be protected, strong, and not to be driven into corners until they either become killers or are killed!

Ragnor and Catarina both begged him to give the instrument up. Random strangers on the street begged him to give the instrument up. Even cats ran away from him.

Malachi scowled. “I don’t remember the Clave inviting you into the Glass City, Magnus Bane.””They didn’t,” Magnus said. “Your wards are down.””Really?” the Consul’s voice dripped sarcasm. “I hadn’t noticed.”Magnus looked concerned. “That’s terrible. Someone...

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.

You never called me back,” he said. “I called you so many times and you never called me back.”Magnus looked at Alec as if he’d lost his mind. “Your city is under attack,” he said....

As for this,” Magnus said sliding the stele into Jace’s jeans pocket, “keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter.” – 219

You want a round table meeting, we can have a round table meeting.””I love round tables,” said Magnus brightly. “They suit me so much better than square.

Is there any reason you wish to preserve amity with the Shadowhunters, besides the fact that one of them is your lover?

High Warlock of Brooklyn and Scrabble champion.

What is Aldous capable of?””Aldous is two thousands years old. He’s capable of anything.””Aldous Nix is two thousands years old?””So, I’ve heard. He doesn’t invite me to his birthday parties.

The conviction that everyone in this house must be dead had gained such a hold on Magnus that it was a shock when the woman who had summoned him here opened the door.

quiet place.” He recalled even more vividly being obscenely drunk and unhappy over his heartbreak of that time, and the maudlin thoughts that had recurred to him over the years, like an unwanted guest slipping...

So it’s true what they say about warlocks, then?”Alec gave him a very unpleasant look. “What’s true?””Alexander,” said Magnus coldly, and Clary met Simon’s eyes across the table. Hers were wide, green, and full of...

I’ve got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?””A regrettable choice of words,” muttered Magnus.

Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. “You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.

Well, well. I don’t recall inviting you. I must have been drunk.

Ma’am,” Magnus said, advancing. “I must counsel you not to exit the carriage while a demon-slaying is in progress.

Almost four hundred years is quite a lot to take even if you moisture regulary

You called me and said you were home and wanted to go out for a pizza.””I did? What time is it?””Time for pizza,” [Catarina] replied.

He tried to learn seductive phrases in all languages, but the only Swedish he had ever really needed was, “Do you serve anything aside from pickled fish?” and “If you wrap me in furs, I...

Have a little faith in my magic fingers

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite

Now this is really going to impress Valentine.””I don’t know,” Clary said. “Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-crawling powers; we get the Aquatruck.””If you don’t like it, Nephilim,” came Magnus’s voice, faintly, from...

Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . .

Instead of replying, Alec reached down and took Magnus’s hands. Magnus let Alec pull him to his feet, a questioning look in his eyes. Before he could say anything, Alec drew him closer and kissed...

And therefor,” said Magnus “We must go.” Will blinked at him. “Go where?””Don’t worry about that right now, my love.”Will blinked again. “Pardon?

Magnus held up a warning finger. “Don’t overstep yourself, biscuit,” he said, and moved past them, disappearing into the crowd around the portal.”Biscuit?” said Simon.”Believe it or not, he’s called me that before,” Clary said.

If you do not intend to help us,” she said, “then leave this house. Dawn is coming.””I am not a vampire.” Magnus said. “I shall not disappear with the light””You will if I kill you...

Magnus began to be truly alarmed. Will’s voice would have shaken, betraying that his cruelty had been part of his playacting, but his son’s laugh was that of someone genuinely delighted by the chaos erupting...

Once he asked me what I thought had turned me gay.””I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider,” said Simon.

Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. “Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self.””Canoodle?” repeated Clary, never having heard the word before.”Magnificent?”...

So, what are you?””What I am is someone who doesn’t want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.