Simon-But werewolfs don't like our kind! Jordan-I do. It's his kind I don't like. They think they're better than everyone else. Jace-No, I think I'm better than everybody else. City of Fallen Angels- Jace, Simon, and Jordan.
Cassandra ClareAtque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale,โ he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.
Cassandra ClareJemโs eyes had widened, and then heโd laughed, a soft laugh. โDid you think I did not know you had a secret?โ heโd said. โDid you think I walked into my friendship with you with my eyes shut? I did not know the nature of the burden you carried. But I knew there was a burden.โ Heโd stood up. โI knew you thought yourself poison to all those around you,โ heโd added. โI knew you thought there to be some corruptive force about you that would break me. I meant to show you that I would not break, that love was not so fragile. Did I do that?
Cassandra Clare