I would rather insult you than lose you, he said, and before any of them could make a move to stop him, he cast both items into the fire.

We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.

I am drawn to writing books about magic and the supernatural because those are the types of books I like to read. I've written many short stories with realistic settings, and I certainly wouldn't rule out realistic novels in the future!

"A date," Jace repeated. "Often a 'boring thing you have to memorize in history class," but in this case,' 'an offer of a n evening of blisteringly white-hot romance with yours truly.'"

It's very advanced of you to have accepted my mortality so fatalistically.

Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.

Clary wondered what exactly peanut-fish-olive-tomato soup tasted like.