But it was mortality that made them what they were, the flame that blazed brighter for it's flickering

Very well," Magnus said. "Let us pause for a moment and consider—Oh, you have already run off Splendid.

It's not funny, Jace," Alec interrupted, starting to his feet. "Are you just going to let her stand there and call me names?" "Yes," Jace said kindly. "It'll do you good-- try to think of it as endurance training.

He bent to put his cheek against hers. His breath against her ear made her shudder with each deliberately spoken word. "I have wanted to do this," he said, "every moment of every hour of every day that I have been with you since the day I met you.

If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?

I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.

Go to faeries for gossip about vampires, to werewolves for gossip about faeries, and do not gossip about werewolves, because they try to bite your face off: that was Magnus's motto.