Clary wondered what exactly peanut-fish-olive-tomato soup tasted like.

Is that why you didn't call me? Because I'm an idiot?

I do not mean to seem indelicate or ungrateful," said Linette Owens, "but are you a dangerous lunatic?

I don't care who her mother is," Magnus said. "You can't see me with out an appointment. Come back later. Next March would be good," "March?" Sebastian looked horrified. "You're right," Magnus said, "Too rainy. How about June?

Jace looked as if she had slapped him. "Why are you determined not to believe us?" "Because she loves you," said Valentine. Clary felt the blood drain out of her face.

You can see where it was, years ago. Like an old woman who was once beautiful, but time has taken her beauty away.

...In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine. "The first one is always the hardest," he said. "The first?" "The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after.