Cassandra Clare

"I'm sorry. I use my rapier wit to hide my inner pain."

"Jesus!"Luke exclaimed."Actually, it's just me,"said Simon. "Although I've been told the resemblance is startling."

"Come on guys, you cant fight like this forever""Actually,"Simon said, raising his hand,"I can".Jace made a weird noise and I realized he was trying not to laugh-which by the way, wasn't working."

"Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope."

"You didn't have to come after me.""Yes, I did,"he said. "You're far too inexperienced to protect yourself in a hostile situation without me.""That's sweet. Maybe I'll forgive you.""Forgive me? Fro what?""Fro telling me to shut up."His eyes narrowed. "I did not... Well, I did, But you were-""Never mind."

"Enormous? Did you just call me FAT? I am not fat. - Jace"

"As it turned out, everyone wanted a doughnut. Jace wanted two."

"It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl."

"I'm the warlock who's here to cure you. Didn't they tell you I was coming?""I know who you are, but..."Maia looked dazed. "You look so...so...shiny."

"Magnus raised his hands above his head and clapped once. The room flooded with light. "You see? You think that would be possible without magic? "Actually,"replied Simon, "It is. If you watched infomercials you'd know that."

"So when the moon's only partly full, you only feel a little wolfy?""You could say that.""Well, you can go ahead and hang your head out the car window if you feel like it.""I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever."

"I am a badass, and I recognize that you, too, are a badass."

"We seemed to be trapped in an episode of One Life To Waste. It's all very dull."

"Usually I'm remarkably good natured. Try me on a day that doesn't end in y."

"You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?"

"My rapier wit hides my inner pain."

"What makes you think that Valentine's change of plans had anything to do with your brother?""Because only Jace can piss someone off that much."

"But you hate poetry!Yes, but you make me want to write it."

"I guess it’s true what they say,"observed Jace. "There are no straight men in the trenches.""That’s atheists, jackass,"said Simon furiously. "There are no atheists in the trenches."

"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and then throw it in the face of the person who gave you the lemons until they give you the oranges you originally asked for."