Oh, good. You're starting to talk about yourself in the third person. That's not a sign of impending megalomania or anything.

He glanced furtively up and down the hallway. "Hodge too. Everyone wants to talk to me. Except you, I bet you don't want to talk to me," said Jace. "No," said Clary. "I want to eat. I'm starving.

My boyfriend always says that if it weren't for him I'd probably get rid of my apartment and live nowhere, and he's right.

It's been so long that I think I was unsettled by the idea of feeling like I belonged anywhere. But you made me feel like I belong.

You snuck up on me,” she said. “I guess I’m not much of a Shadowhunter, huh?” Simon shrugged. “Well, in your defense, I do move with a silent, pantherlike grace.

I think," Jace said, "that you don't want to tell your secrets, so you decided to break up with Alec because...

Every time you almost die, I almost die myself.