So when the moon's only partly full, you only feel a little wolfy?" "You could say that." "Well, you can go ahead and hang your head out the car window if you feel like it." "I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever.

You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.

Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.

This was Jace being brave. Simon thought, brave and snarky because he thought Lilith was going to kill him, and that was the way he wanted to go, unafraid and on his feet. Like a warrior. The way Shadowhunters did. His death song would always be this-jokes and snideness and pretend arrogance, and that look in his eyes that said 'I'm better than you'. Simon just hadn't realized it before.

How can you not care?" "Practice," Magnus said, looking back to his book and turning the page.

So I lied to you last night. I said that I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you.

Perhaps not," said Will, who had ears like a bat's. "But I would make a radiant bride.