"Well, at least you know it works this time," she said, getting on behind him. "If we crash into the parking lot of a Key Food, I'll kill you, you know that?" "Don't be ridiculous," said Jace. "There are no parking lots on the Upper East Side. Why drive when you can get your groceries delivered?"

Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley." "Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.

Concerned about my safety, are you? -William Herondale.

Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.

I really love fantasy. I have to say it is my favourite genre to read and one of the genres I love the most to write.

Will looked as if he were being asked to believe in something impossible—snow in summertime, a London winter without rain.

To my son, If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.