All knowledge hurts. - Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
"All knowledge hurts."
"All knowledge hurts."
"It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234'."
"My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health."
"Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt."
"Clary felt suddenly annoyed. "When the self-congratulatory part of the evening is over, maybe we could get back to saving my best friend from being exsanguinated to death?""Exsanguinated,"said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word.""And you're a big-""Tsk tsk,"he interupted. "No swearing in church."
"By the Angel,"Jace said, looking the demon up and down. "I knew Greater Demons were meant to be ugly, but no one ever warned me about the smell."Abbadon opened its mouth and hissed. Inside its mouth were two rows of jagged glass-sharp teeth."I'm not sure about this wind and howling darkness business,"Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island?"