I am not the one of us who has no heart.

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-

But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?

You always find the right quote, or the right thing to say to make me believe you love me.

Only Jace, Clary thought, could look cool in pajama bottoms and an old T-shirt, but he pulled it off, probably through sheer force of will. -pg. 329-

Someday," Magnus said, looking at the crumpled royal person at his feet, "I must write my memoirs.

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