Have you tried talking to her?""No. We've been punching her... - Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
"Have you tried talking to her?""No. We've been punching her in the face repeatedly. What? You don't think that will work?"
"Have you tried talking to her?""No. We've been punching her in the face repeatedly. What? You don't think that will work?"
"I know it's wrong - God, it's all kinds of wrong - but I just want to lie down with you and wake up with you, just once, just once ever in my life."
"Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?"
"In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn't matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did."
"She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war."
"Malachi scowled. "I don't remember the Clave inviting you into the Glass City, Magnus Bane.""They didn't,"Magnus said. "Your wards are down.""Really?"the Consul's voice dripped sarcasm. "I hadn't noticed."Magnus looked concerned. "That's terrible. Someone should have told you."He glanced at Luke. "Tell him the wards are down."