aren't you, uh... reproducing?"sure, we love reproducing it'... - Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
"aren't you, uh... reproducing?"sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things."
"aren't you, uh... reproducing?"sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things."
"And when I saw him[my father] lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a God, Clary, and there might be not. Either way, we're on our own."
"Can I help you with something?"Clary turned instant traitor against her gender. "Those girls on the other side of the car are staring at you."Jace assumed an air of mellow gratification. "Of course they are,"he said, "I am stunningly attractive."
"And when I saw him[my father] lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a God, Clary, and there might be not. Either way, we're on our own."
"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?"