Somehow he managed to look cool despite the heat. It made Clary want to smack him.

Simon stepped between them. “I’m not going to let you fight with each other.” “And what are you going to do about it if . . . Oh.” Jace's gaze trailed up to Simon’s forehead, and he grinned reluctantly. “ So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say?

As it turned out, everyone wanted a doughnut. Jace wanted two.

You’re attacking that one like a wolverine.

But you love her.” Will stared at him. “Of course I do,” he said finally. “I had come to think I would never love anyone, but I love her.

They were frightening enough, but Tessa could not help but feel that if Will were there, he would have commented that they looked like turnips, and perhaps made up a song about it.

Magic is dangerous- but love is more dangerous still