Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

"Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression."Are you all right?"Simon asked, with some concern. "Your eyes are crossing."

"Is there some particular reason that you're here?"..."Not this again.""Not what again?"said Clary."Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house."Simon pointed at Jace."

"You're Valentine's son. I'm sure you're the one the Queen really wants to see. Besides, you're charming. Maybe not at the moment."

"What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name"

"We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now.""I was going to watch Project Runway."

"Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority I just don't know what I'll do with you."

"Every time I annoy him he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house."Simon pointed at Jace."

"Something inside Clary cracked and broke, and words came pouring out. 'What do you want me to tell you? The truth? The truth is that I love Simon like I should love you, and I wish he was my brother and you weren't, but I can't do anything about that and neither can you!"

"Everything changes in my life, and the world stays the same."

"He looked back at her, and when she saw the look on his face, she saw his eyes at Renwick’s, when he had watched the Portal that separated him from his home shatter into a thousand irretrievable pieces. He held her gaze for a split second, then looked away from her, the muscles in his throat working."

"There's no need to clarify my finger snap,"said Magnus. "The implication was clear in the snap itself."

"That does it,"said Jace. "I'm going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year.""Why?"Isabelle said."So you can look up 'fun.' I'm not sure you know what it means."

"When you love someone, you don't have a choice. Love takes your choices away.- Clary Fray"

"You could have fooled me. Everytime I called you, Luke said you were sick. I figured you were avoiding me. Again.""I wasn't. I did want to talk to you. I've been thinking about you all the time.""I've been thinking about you, too.""I really was sick. I swear. I almost died back there on the ship, you know.""I know. Everytime you almost die, I almost die myself."

"I thought I'd lie on the floor and writhe in pain for a while,"he grunted, "It relaxes me.""It does? Oh - you're being sarcastic. That's a good sign probably."

"I'll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from 'almost extinct' to 'not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.' Will that make you happy?"

"I don't want to be a man,"said Jace. "I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead.""Well,"said Luke, "you're doing a fantastic job."

"How awfully convenient for you, regardless. And for him. He won't have to worry about you spilling his secrets.""Yeah,"Jace said. "He's terrified I'll tell everyone that he's always wanted to be a ballerina."

"That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?"Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller."

"Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love.."