Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.

Mundanes who involve themselves in things they know nothing about are likely to meet unpleasant endings.

Actually," Clary said, "I think he stayed because of me." Jace's glaze flicked up to hers with a flash of gold. "Because of you? Hoping for another hot date, was he?" Clary felt herself flush. "No. And our date wasn't hot. In fact, it wasn't even a date. Anyway, that's not the point. When he came into the Hall, he kept trying to get me to go outside with him so we could talk. He wanted something from me. I just don't know what." "Or maybe he just wanted you," Jace said. Seeing Clary's expression, he added, "Not that way. I mean maybe he wanted to bring you to Valentine.

She realized that this scarred, sarcastic boy, was gentle with the things he loved.

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

Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.

Oh dear," said Jace..."I hope that wasn't anything important." "It was a sleeping potion," she said angrily, toeing the vial with the tip of a sneaker. "And now it's gone." "If only Simon were here. He could bore you to sleep.