One more thing," Jace said. "Is there a holy place around here?" “Good idea. If you're going to take on a lair of vampires by yourself, you'd better pray first.

To her you're Jocelyn's daughter. But I'll always be Valentine's son

How generous the universe could be, when he wanted to be!

I am not a certified idiot—" "Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered.

There was a man once who said that mothers carry the key of our souls with them all our lives. But you threw mine away

Children of the Nephilim," Magnus said. "Well, well. I don't recall inviting you." Isabelle took out her invitation and waved it like a white flag. "I have an invitation. These"--she indicated the rest of the group with a grand wave of her arm--"are my friends." Magnus plucked the invitation out of her hand and looked at it with fastidious distaste. "I must have been drunk," he said. He threw the door open. "Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests." Jace looked at him, "Even if one of them spills something on my new shoes?" "Even then." - 219

That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?" Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller.