Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.
Hiding here, are you? Thatโs awkward.โ โWhy?โ โBecause I had intended to hide here myself.โ โYou may hide here with me, if you wish.
Seeing through glamour is easy. It's people that are hard.
Somehow he managed to look cool despite the heat. It made Clary want to smack him.
A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
I played it for my bride, and one day you will play for yours.