I could give you a thiught sheath to put that in,"Isabelle offered. "I got tons." "CERTAINLY NOT," said Simon. Clary shot him an irritated look. "Thanks, but I'm not really a thigh sheath kind of girl," -pg. 214
Cassandra ClareThere was a brief pause for them to evaluate the full horror of the situation. Magnus. personally, was in horror up to his elbows.
Cassandra ClareYou may be right. I think it was round about Christmas when I got my Welsh dragon tattoo.โ At that, Tessa had to try very hard not to blush. โHow did that happen?โ Will made an airy gesture with his hand. โI was drunkโฆโ โNonsense. You were never really drunk.โ โOn the contraryโin order to learn how to pretend to be inebriated, once must become inebriated at least once, as a reference point. Six-Fingered Nigel had been at the mulled ciderโโ โYou canโt mean thereโs truly a Six-Fingered Nigel?
Cassandra ClareShe unwrapped the blanket when she came in my door. You were inside it. She set you down on the floor and you started ranging around, picking things up, pulling my cat's tailโyou screamed like a banshee when the cat scratched you, so I asked your mother if you were part banshee. She didn't laugh.
Cassandra Clare