With Jace, you don't really get to choose your insulting nickname.

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'm not going to be at all pleased if you've blinded me, Henry.

I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus.

Hail and Farewell, my brother.

Magnus was sure that the llama stampede he witnessed was a coincidence. The llamas could not be judging him.

Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley." "Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.