Don't sulk. For someone with all the grace and coordination of a pregnant wildebeest, you did great.

Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests.

Something inside Clary cracked and broke, and words came pouring out. 'What do you want me to tell you? The truth? The truth is that I love Simon like I should love you, and I wish he was my brother and you weren't, but I can't do anything about that and neither can you!

Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor, to those most deserving of it. And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn’t desire his kiss, she won’t be free.

They both believed in her even when she didn’t believe in herself.

Weakness and corruption isn't in the world," Clary snapped. "It's in people. And it always will be. The world just needs good people to balance it out. And you're planning to kill them all.

Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.