The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.

Jace,” she said. “Why are you doing this to me?” “Because you’re lying to me. And you’re lying to yourself.” Jace’s eyes were blazing, and even though his hands were stuffed into his pockets, she could see that they were knotted into fists.

He leaned against the door frame, ignoring the kick of adrenaline the sight of her produced. He wondered why, not for the first time. Isabelle used her beauty like she used her whip, but Clary didn't know she was beautiful at all. Maybe that was why.

Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.

Life is full of risks. Death is much simpler.

Hello," Magnus said to the monkey. The monkey did not reply. "I shall call you Ragnor.

I do not walk like a duck.