Why are you such an asshat?" "An asshat?" Jace looked as if he were about to laugh.

Dear me. Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.

You'd think the Angel would have been foresighted enough to give us a birth-control rune, but no dice.

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

I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusting his crushed hat. 'I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.' 'The man's eighty-nine', muttered Jem. 'He may well have the problem anyway.

Jem knotted his fingers in the material of Will's sleeve. "You are my parabatai," he said, "You said once I could ask anything of you.

Are you the one with the blue eyes?" "Actually, my eyes are usually described as golden...and luminous.