But you hate poetry!Yes, but you make me want to write it. - Cassandra Clare

"My rapier wit hides my inner pain."

"I guess it’s true what they say,"observed Jace. "There are no straight men in the trenches.""That’s atheists, jackass,"said Simon furiously. "There are no atheists in the trenches."

"What makes you think that Valentine's change of plans had anything to do with your brother?""Because only Jace can piss someone off that much."

"You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?"

"Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope."