[Magnus] was wearing canary-yellow pajamas, and on his feet were green slippers with alien faces, complete with sproingy atennae.

You'd better hurry up to the Gard and back. God knows what depravity we might get up to here without your guidance.

"Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you’d get dressed up in a nurse’s outfit and give me a sponge bath?" "Actually, I think you misheard," Clary said. "It was Simon who promised you the sponge bath." "As soon as I’m back on my feet, handsome," "I knew we should have left you a rat," said Jace.

You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.

Will smiled the way Lucifer might have smiled, moments before he fell from Heaven.

Maybe you should call him,' Simon suggested, trying not to think too hard about how weird it was to be giving a demon hunter advice about possibly dating a warlock.

And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we have eaten.