We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now." "I was going to watch Project Runway.

I swear that woman had a previous career as a death-hunter selling tragic ballads down around the Seven Dials," said Will. "And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we've eaten.

You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.

Doubtless the lunatic asylums of the world are filled with unfortunate women who have failed to see my charms.

"Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" asked Simon. "No," Jace said. "Sometimes he sits on the couch and does it."

Will pointed a finger accusingly in their direction. "You're ganging up on me. Is this how it's going to be from now on? I'll be the odd man out? Dear God, I'll have to befriend Jessamine." "Jessamine can't stand you," Jem pointed out. "Henry, then." "Henry will set you on fire.

When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.