Clary screamed out loud as he fell like a stone- And landed lightly on his feet just in front of her. Clary stared with her mouth open as he rose up out of a shallow crouch and grinned at her. "If I made a joke about just dropping in," he said, "would you write me off as a cliché?

I have come to understand something about novels," Tessa said. "And what is that?" "They are not true.

The boy was standing alone as though the broken glass all around him were a shining sea and he were an island.

Keeping demons from this world is your mandate, a mandate from heaven. And a mandate from heaven isn't something you can just ignore.

Jem spoke with enormous care; talking to Will about anything personal was like trying not to startle away a wild animal.

There are some mechanisms that are so—so broken that they cannot be repaired.

Will," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night--" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank you. The glare from his blue eyes stabbed through her. "There was no last night," he said through his teeth. At that, she sat up straight, almost awake. "Oh, truly? We just went right from one afternoon on through till the next morning? How odd no one else remarked on it. I should think it some miracle, a day with no night--