Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure.

You bled on the Speaking stars ...I bet there's a law somewhere about that.

Do you not tire of eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering?" "By leaping into the Void? Not really.

What’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it?

Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me.

Well, thanks. It was nice of you to give me anything." The tension between them seemed to press down on her like humid air. "Better than a bath in spaghetti any day." He said darkly, "If you share that little bit of personal information with anyone, I may have to kill you." "Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside the dryer with the clothes," Clary said. "The difference is, she didn't let me." "Probably because going around and around inside a dryer can be fatal," Jace pointed out, "whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.

Enough, both of you,' Clary said. 'You can't be complete jerks to each other forever, you know.' Technically,' said Simon, 'I can.' Jace made an inelegant noise; after a moment Clary realized that he was trying not to laugh, and only semi-succeeding.