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“Simon stepped between them. “I’m not going to let you fight with each other.”
“And what are you going to do about it if . . . Oh.” Jace's gaze trailed up to Simon’s forehead, and he grinned reluctantly. “ So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Isabelle and Jace had left the topic of dead Shadowhunters behind and had moved on to something Jace apparently found even more horrifying__Isabelle's date with Simon.
"I can't believe he took you to an actual restaurant." Jace was on his feet now, putting away the floor mats and training gear while Isabelle leaned against the wall and played with her new gloves. "I assumed his idea of a date would be making you watch him play World of Warcraft with his nerd friends."
"I," Clary pointed out, "am one of his nerd friends, thank you.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Why are you always trying to get yourself killed?"
"It's my job."
"It's a hazard of your job. At least for most Shadowhunters. For you it seems to be the purpose.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Here's a hot tip: Most girls don't like being stalked.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair was still the color of spun silver and her eyes were still green as a cat’s. She was still beautiful. Looking at her, he was in London again. He saw the gaslight and smelled the smoke and dirt and horses, the metallic tang of fog, the flowers in Kew Gardens. He saw a boy with black hair and blue eyes like Alec’s, heard violin music like the sound of silver water. He saw a girl with long brown hair and a serious face. In a world where everything went away from him eventually, she was one of the few remaining constants.

And then there was Camille.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Do you want to go back to Vienna?” he said.
Alec didn’t answer, just stared into space.
“Or we could go somewhere else,” said Magnus. “Anywhere you want. Thailand, South Carolina, Brazil, Peru – Oh, wait, no, I’m banned from Peru. I’d forgotten about that. It’s a long story, but amusing if you want to hear it.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“You could give me the past,“ he said a little sadly. “But Alec is my future.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Do you have a lot of other profound thoughts like that? Blood is blood? A toaster is a toaster? A Gelatinous Cube is a Gelatinous Cube?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“As long as everyone's wearing their own pants."
"I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I can keep a perfectly good eye on Simon, thank you. He's my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“You are not trivial.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I feel a sense of responsibility," said Jordan.
"And where is this feeling located? In your pants, perhaps?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I think she just asked if she could touch my mango.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“What was that?" Jace said. "Sorry, I think I fell asleep for a moment. Do, continue with whatever mesmerizing thing you were saying.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Is this one of those keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer things?"
"I though it was keep your friends close so you have someone to drive the car when you sneak over to your enemy's house at night and throw up in his mailbox.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I'm always so glad I have no idea what you're vacantly chatting about," said Jace. It fills me with a sense of peace and well-being.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Isabelle chewed thoughtfully on her straw. 'That new lead singer they have is hot. Is he single? I'd like to ride him around town like a bad, bad pony-”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“You'd think the Angel would have been foresighted enough to give us a birth-control rune, but no dice.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“But they love each other," Clary said, appalled. "Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?"
Luke looked toward the river, at the dark water moving slowly under the light of the autumn moon. "Sometimes, Clary," he said, "love just isn't enough.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Max," Jace said. "Max, I’m so sorry.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Jealousy is such an ugly emotion.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“You're a public menace. You shouldn't be allowed out on your own.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I'm not a man. I have no male pride for you to trick me with, and I am not interested in single combat. That is entirely a weakness of your sex, not mine. I am a woman. I will use any weapon and all weapons to get what I want.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“That's right. Act like I rejected you. It's not like you tried to kill me or anything.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“But Magnus, he thought. You never told me. Never warned me it would be like this, that I would wake up one day and realize that I was going somewhere you couldn't follow. That we are essentially not the same. There's no "till death do us apart" for those who never die.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“He is bound to you,” said the Queen. “But does he love you?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I was born amazing.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Your trusting idiocy knows no bounds”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“All that running and getting nowhere, he thought. Story of my life.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels