Well, you know, your mom gets like this sometimes," Simon said. "Like when she breathes in or out.

You ask a lot of questions, don't you?" "My brother always says curiosity is my besetting sin.

We can buy you one of those books they have for little kids 'Timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I don't think they have one called 'Timmy Has Two Dads and One of Them Was Evil'. That part you're just going to have to work through on your own.

I need someone who can keep up with me, not some sickly creature that looks as if he’s doddering off to the grave.

This was Jace being brave. Simon thought, brave and snarky because he thought Lilith was going to kill him, and that was the way he wanted to go, unafraid and on his feet. Like a warrior. The way Shadowhunters did. His death song would always be this-jokes and snideness and pretend arrogance, and that look in his eyes that said 'I'm better than you'. Simon just hadn't realized it before.

No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals.

You may have the worst timing since Napoleon decided the dead of winter was the right moment to invade Russia.