We're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?

Clary: "He wanted me to come with him. To join him and Sebastain. I guess he wants their evil little duo to be a little evil trio." She shrugged. "Maybe he's lonely. Sebastian cant be the greatest company. Magnus: we don't know that. He could be absolutely fantastic at Scrabble.

There is more to life than surviving.

He could smell her morality, the sweet rot of corruption

The witchlight made his skin paler, his eyes more intently blue. They were the color of the water in the North Atlantic, where the ice drifted on its blue-black surface like the snow clinging to the dark glass pane of a window.

Oh, God, the lovebirds,” Magnus said, pulling the pillow off his face. “I hate happy couples.

If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?