I'm memorable, it's true.

You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?

Every meeting led to a parting, and so it would, as long as life was mortal. In every meeting there was some of the sorrow of parting, but in everything parting there was some of the joy of meeting as well.

...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.

Waiting for a special occasion to kill me? Christmas is coming.

My ideas often come from strong mental images. When I'm observing some relatively ordinary thing, I'll think, "What if...." and out of that brainstorming a story emerges.

Sebastian never does anything just for fun.” Jace took Clary’s hand and pulled her toward him. “But I do.