Looking for an entirely reliable informant is like looking for a chaste mistress.

Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. “Clary-“ “She said she doesn’t want it,” said Simon. “Ha-ha.” “Ha-ha?” Jace looked incredulous. “That’s your comeback?

You'd better hurry up to the Gard and back. God knows what depravity we might get up to here without your guidance.

Were you ever actually going to leave New York, or were you just saying that to get her to finally make a move?” “Clary,” said Luke, “I am shocked that you would suggest such a thing.

I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.

I could point out that that's not a dress, that's underwear, but I doubt it would be in my best interest." "Need I remind you," said Sebastian, "That that is my sister?" "Most brother's would be delighted to see such a clean-cut gentleman as myself squiring their sister's about town.

Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow.