Everything that happens to you matters to me. - Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels
"Everything that happens to you matters to me."
"Everything that happens to you matters to me."
"No. That's Clary; shes's my best friend."Simon pocketed his phone. "And she has a boyfriend. Like, really, really, really has a boyfriend. The nuclear bomb of boyfriends. Trust me on this one."
"I just don't see why the past has to matter."
"It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense."
"We?"Simon looked at him in disbelief. "Are you ever going home?""What, bored with my company already?" "Let me ask you something,"Simon said. "Do you find me fascinating to be around?""What was that?"Jace said. "Sorry, I think I fell asleep for a moment. Do, continue with whatever mesmerizing thing you were saying."
"If we're going to the Silent City, you might want to get dressed. I mean, I appreciate the bra-and-panties look, but I don't know if the Silent Brothers will. There are only a few of the left, and I don't want them to die of excitement."