My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.

Do you ever feel like screaming?' Clary asked him [Jace]. 'Some of the time.

I may be a killer," Jace said, "but I know what I am. Can you say the same?

One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it's 5 a.m., I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at." "Meaning you?" "What else?

He wants her in his bedroom. And not in that way — no girl has ever been in his bedroom that way. It is his private space, his sanctuary. But he wants Clary there. He wants her to see him, the reality of him, not the image he shows the world. He wants to lie down on the bed with her and have her curl into him. He wants to hold her as she breathes softly through the night; to see her as no one else sees her: vulnerable and asleep. To see her and to be seen.

Usually I'm remarkably good natured. Try me on a day that doesn't end in y.

Dreams can be dangerous things.