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

What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?

Church was doing what he often did when dropped - lying on his back with all four legs in the air, pretending to be dead in order to induce guilt in his owners.

The Clave thinks the wards will stand forever because they’ve stood for a thousand years. But so did Rome, till the barbarians came. Everything falls someday

aren't you, uh... reproducing? "sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things.

Sebastian sighed an exaggerated sigh and swung the door shut. Clary stared at Jace. "What the f-" "Language, Fray." Jace's eyes danced. "Relax.

People who know and love the same books as you, have the road map to your soul.