Is this the part where you say if I hurt her, you’ll kill me?””No” Simon said, “If you hurt Clary she’s quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons.

I never arrive unannounced without something big and juicy in hand.- Simon Hunt

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

I am a badass, and I recognize that you, too, are a badass.

Rae burned me. She has matches or something. Look, look…” Tori pulled down the collar of her T-shirt. “Leave your cloths on, Tori,” Simon said, raising his hands to his eyes. “Please.

Ugh,” he said after a few swallows. “Dead blood.” Jace’s eyebrows went up. ” Isn’t all blood dead?” “The longer the animal whose blood I’m drinking has been dead, the worse the blood tastes,” Simon...

Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?” asked Simon.”No,” Jace said. “Sometimes he sits on the couch and does it.

You guys are weird,” Tori said.Simon sat on the crate beside me. “That’s right. We are totally weird and completely uncool. Your popularity is plummeting just by being near us.

La belle Isabelle

And so that means…””We have to rob the Henley,” Simon said.Kat sank onto a truly uncomfortable sofa. “Again.

I’m a huge fan of Simon Pegg and Nick Frost.

But then it was over too quickly and they pulled away. She knew they couldn’t stand there and kiss like a couple on the run in a thriller.

Its your decision, Simon Lewis,” said Magnus. “Remain in the existence you have, go to college, study music, get married. Live your life. Or—you can have an uncertain life of shadows and dangers. You can...

I mean more dead than usual.

Mom. I have something to tell you. I’m undead. Now, I know you may have some preconceived notions about the undead. I know you may not be comfortable with the idea of me being undead....

Simon stopped breathing until her forefinger touched his nipple, and then his hand shot up to cover hers. “I want you,” he said.Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. “I know.””No,”...

Patience, grasshopper,” said Maia. “Good things come to those who wait.””I always thought that was ‘Good things come to those who do the wave,'” said Simon. “No wonder I’ve been so confused all my life.

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 guess it’s true what they say,” observed Jace. “There are no straight men in the trenches.””That’s atheists, jackass,” said Simon furiously. “There are no atheists in the trenches.

I can’t touch Simon anymore.

Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who’d come over your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice...

Jace flushed a slow, dark red. “It’s not like that. If I thought it would help the Clave-but it won’t. She’ll just get hurt-“”Even if you thought it would help the Clave”, Simon said, “you’d...

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

Simon would not want to audition in front of Simon.

Is there some particular reason that you’re here?” …”Not this again.””Not what again?” said Clary.”Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house.” Simon pointed at Jace.

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...

Wrong religion,” he said.

Are Simon & Garfunkel cool, or are they just really uncool? I can’t decide.

That’s your comeback?

I could have a degree in music and come on the show, and Simon could still say ‘You stink’.

Who cares if you have a girlfriend, anyway?””I care” Simon said gloomily. “Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor. And he smells like windex.

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...

Simon, you gave me no water to wash my feet, but this woman as washed them with her tears. You gave me no kiss, but she has not ceased to kiss my feet. Do no...

Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things Simon had ever seen, and he didn’t blame Alec for ducking out from...

The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it.

It’s kinda hard to get yourself into a good three-toweler when you got the dick of death.

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.