As Luke knelt down beside his corpse, Clary couldn’t help but remember what he had said about having loved Valentine once, about having been his closest friend. Luke, she thought with a pang. Surely he couldn’t be sad — or even grieved? But then again, perhaps everyone should have someone to grieve for them, and there was no one else to grieve for Valentine.

Jace, There is no wedding! Stop Isabelle! Sit on her if you have to. Just stop her from doing whatever she's doing or I can never come home. -Alec

You know," Clary said, "most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction.

The next thing I knew I was listening to five people shouting. What was that all about, anyway?” (Luke) “Nothing,” chorused Clary, Simon, Alec, Magnus, and Jace in surprising and probably never-to-be-repeated unison. -pg.243-

Those of us who do not live forever do not like change perhaps as much as those of you who do.

But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you.

If I get work done early, I can do some interacting with fans online, or see my friends. If I don't get that work done, you may not see much of me!