Not Magnus himself, who was more of a cross between a panther and a demented elf.

It's Simon. He's missing." "Ah," said Magnus, delicately, "missing what, exactly?" "Missing," Jace repeated, "as in gone, absent, notable for his lack of presence, disappeared." "Maybe he's gone and hidden under something," Magnus suggested. "It can't be easy getting used to being a rat, especially for someone so dim-witted in the first place." "Simon's not dim-witted," Clary protested angrily. "It's true," Jace agreed. "He just looks dim-witted. Really his intelligence is quite average.

Every heart has its own melody," he said. "You know mine. - James Carstairs

Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope.

Do not make the mistake of believing that he does not love you because he plays at not caring.

One more thing," Jace said. "Is there a holy place around here?" “Good idea. If you're going to take on a lair of vampires by yourself, you'd better pray first.

I really love fantasy. I have to say it is my favourite genre to read and one of the genres I love the most to write.