Now this is really going to impress Valentine." "I don't know," Clary said. "Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-crawling powers; we get the Aquatruck." "If you don't like it, Nephilim," came Magnus's voice, faintly, from the truck cab, "you're welcome to see if you can walk on the water.

He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass.

There was human goodness in the world, she thought-all caught up with desires and dreams, regrets and bitterness, resentments and power, but it was there.

She took out a shiny folded pamphlet, the kind they kept stacked in clear plastic stands in hospital waiting rooms. "How to Come Out to Your Parents," she read out loud. "LUKE. Don't be ridiculous. Simon's not gay, he's a vampire.

Goodness, real goodness, has it's own sort of cruelty to it.

If You don't give readers what they want, they'll be mad at you. If you give them what they do want, they'll be even more mad at you.

Do you really wish to disobey me, Marbas? Do you wish to anger my father?