You can't just go around killing people. You're right. You can't go around killing people.

I'm not so sure about this wind and howling darkness business," Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island?

She was afraid you'd freak out? Start seeing demons in the White House?

You want this?" His voice was hoarse. "Yes," she said. "Do you?" His finger traced the outline of her mouth. "For this I would have been damned forever. For this I would have given up everything." She felt the burn behind her eyes, the pressure of tears, and blinked wet eyelashes. "Will ..." "Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always." And he moved to cover her body with his own.

Clary wondered how many boyfriends she'd turned into rats by accident. -Clary to Isabelle, pg.245-

There must always be a first," said Jem. "It is not easy to be first, and it is not always rewarding, but it is important.

He cocked his head to the side. "Did he die well?" "He died screaming." Charlotte's bluntness startled Tessa. "What a beautiful thing to hear.