"And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?"His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching."
"In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn't matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did."
"She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war."
"Not everything is about you,"Clary said furiously."Possibly,"Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are."
"Is this the part where you say if I hurt her, you'll kill me?""No"Simon said, "If you hurt Clary she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons."
"Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?"