Remember when you fell out of that tree on the farm when you were ten, and broke your arm? Remember how he made them let him ride with you in the ambulance on the way to the hospital? He kicked and yelled till they gave in.” “You laughed,” said Clary, remembering, “and my mom hit you in the shoulder.” “It was hard not to laugh. Determination like that in a 10-year-old is something to see. He was like a pit bull.” “If pit bulls wore glasses and were allergic to ragweed.” -Luke and Clary talking about Simon, pg.211-

Nothing less than 7 inches.

We live forever by the grace of human love, which rocked strange children in their cradles and did not despair and did not turn away.

Ouch,” Jace said in her ear, his tone indignant. “You elbowed me.” “Well, you landed on me.

Clary stopped dead in her tracks. "Simon?" "Oh, God," said Jace, sounding resigned. "And here I'd actually hoped I'd got hold of something interesting." -Clary and Jace pg. 114

Life is full of risks. Death is much simpler.

For this I would be damned forever. For this I would have given up everything.