Maryse sighed."Nothing conclusive.If only the dead could talk,eh,Lucian?

Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it—a heart ringing? But when you touch me, that is what it is like, as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.

She seemed like a creature made to attract everyone and express nothing real, though it would take a master observer, like Magnus, to know it.

It was sometimes inconvenient to have the gold-green, slit-pupilled eyes of a cat, but this was usually easily hidden with a small glamour, and if not, well, there were quite a few ladies-and men-who didn't find it a drawback.

you know this means that what we did-what we almost did in Paris-" "Going to the Eiffel Tower?

You mean you haven’t been going on romantic dates with Sebastian while you’ve been away from me?” “I tried,” Jace said, “but no matter how liquored up you get him, he just won’t put out.

One does not greet the Queen of the Seelie Court with the barbarous human 'hello'.