When I was a little kid, I realized that if you say any word over and over fast enough, it loses all it's meaning.

Break a leg up there, and I'll be down here hopefully breaking someone elses.

Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.

Even more blood welled up and spilled down his arm, splattering onto the ground. “Camille’s carpet,” Magnus protested. “It’s blood,” said Will. “She ought to be thrilled.

I take your hand, brother, so that you may go in peace. Will had opened his blue eyes that never lost their colour over all the passing years, and looked at Jem and then Tessa, and smiled, and died, with Tessa's head on his shoulder and and his hand in Jem's.

Like letting spiders live because they eat mosquitoes, Clary thought. "So they're good enough to let live, good enough to make your food for you, good enough to flirt with-but not really good enough? I mean, not as good as people.

Will you do me the honor of being my wife?