Are you in fashion? You look like you're in fashion." "No," [Magnus] said. "I am fashion.

I see that you are working this vampire angle with some success. And kudos. Lots of girls love that sensitive-undead thing. But I'd drop the whole musician angle if I were you. Vampire rock stars are played out, and besides, you can't possible be very good.

Other people have shrubbery in their gardens. You have a bottomless pit.

They landed at Simon's feet. "Take your clothes and go!" Isabelle shouted.

Isabelle and Sebastian? Hardly. Sebastian’s a nice guy – Isabelle only likes dating thoroughly inappropriate boys our parents will hate. Mundanes, Downworlders, petty crooks…” “Thanks,” Simon said. “I’m glad to be classed with the criminal element.

It's so dark," she said lamely. "You want me to hold your hand?" Clary put both her hands behind her back like a small child. "Don't talk down to me." "Well, I could hardly talk up to you. You're too short.

Hello?" Isabelle called from the other side. "Simon, is your diva moment over? I need to talk to Jace.