I'm not going to be at all pleased if you've blinded me, Henry.

Your life is yours to live as you choose.

Jace, Clary thought, was the sort of person who liked it when things were happening, even things that were bad

I think he's jealous.

Nearly unable to bear the thought of how much he needed her quiet strength, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the cold glass.

She unwrapped the blanket when she came in my door. You were inside it. She set you down on the floor and you started ranging around, picking things up, pulling my cat's tail—you screamed like a banshee when the cat scratched you, so I asked your mother if you were part banshee. She didn't laugh.

If there is a life after this one, he said, let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.