You have to give everyone ugly motives for everything they do, because ugly motives are all you understand.

They’re not hideous,” said Tessa. Will blinked at her. “What?” “Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.” “I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.” Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?” “Mauve,” said Will.

What don't kill me... Had better start running!

Magnus gazed upon Camille. "Some of my fondest memories include lashings of cream and beautiful women.

Tessa poked at her left incisor with her tongue. It was flat again, an ordinary tooth. "I don't understand what makes them come out like that!" "Hunger," said Jem. "Were you think about blood?" "No." "Were you thinking about eating me?" Will inquired. "No!" "No one would blame you," said Jem. "He's very annoying.

There are so many worse things than death. Not to be loved or not to be able to love: that is worse.

Clary: "Aren't they supposed to be hiring someone else to train me full-time anyway?"