Glory?....Glory belongs to God alone.

I kick kittens. I made rude gestures at nuns.

Well, I hate to tell you this," she said, "but your friend is an asshole." "He's not my friend," said Simon. "And I couldn't agree with you more, actually." -Maia & Simon about Jace, pg.49-

If there is a life after this one, he said, let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.

You’re my sister,” he said finally. “My sister, my blood, my family. I should want to protect you”—he laughed soundlessly and without any humor—“to protect you from the sort of boys who want to do with you exactly what I want to do.

I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a boom box.

If you were half as funny as you think you are, you'd be twice as funny as you are now.