Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like "ducking glass mole.

The two are now bound inextricably. Should one die, the other will follow. No wepon in this world can wound only one of them

Come back to me, Tessa. Henry said that perhaps, since you had touched the soul of an angel, that you dream of Heaven now, of fields of angels and flowers of fire. Perhaps you are happy in those dreams. But I ask this out of pure selfishness. Come back to me. For I cannot bear to lose all my heart.

He remembered Simon warning him, with wryness, that Clary had the nuclear bomb of boyfriends.

Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death." He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it. What's up?

There is nothing quite like the moral absolutism of the young." -Hodge

Sometimes minor characters are based on people I know, on friends of mine. But I'm not writing a thinly veiled version of my own life.