And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me a... - Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
"And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders."
"And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders."
"One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it's 5 a.m., I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at.""Meaning you?""What else?"
"My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health."
"Jace's eyes sparkled, but he said calmly, "Not at all. the Silent Brothers can help her retrieve her memories.""You hate the Silent Brothers,"protested Isabelle."I don't hate them,"said Jace candidly."I'm afraid of them. It's not the same thing.""I thought you said they were libarians,"said Clary."They are librarians."Simon whistled. "Those must be some killer late fees."
"Words were weapons, his father had taught him that, and he'd wanted to hurt Clary more than he'd ever wanted to hurt any girl. In fact, he wasn't sure he had ever wanted to hurt a girl before. Usually he just wanted them, and then he wanted them to leave him alone."
"aren't you, uh... reproducing?"sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things."