It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.

Looking for an entirely reliable informant is like looking for a chaste mistress.

Well, it seems a bit silly, looking there,” said Will. “It’s not like Mortmain’s going to lodge a complaint against the Shadow-hunters through official channels. ‘Very upset Shadowhunters refused to all die when I wanted them to. Demand recompense. Please mail cheque to A. Mortmain, 18 Kensington Road—

Atque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale,” he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.

Wasn't it? Is loyalty still a commendable quality when it is misdirected?

Goodness, real goodness, has it's own sort of cruelty to it.

When you find a man you wish to marry, Tessa, remember this: You will know what kind of man he is not by the things he says, but by the things he does.