As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could thin... - Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
"As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?"
"As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?"
"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!"
"Well, I’m not kissing the mundane,"said Jace. "I’d rather stay down here and rot.""Forever?"said Simon. "Forever’s an awfully long time."Jace raised his eyebrows. "I knew it,"he said. "You want to kiss me, don’t you?"
"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."
"Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love.."
"If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl' I'm going to kill you"