"I love you, Clary,"he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. "More than I ever--"He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you?"
"Hearts are breakable,"Isabelle said. "And I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before"."
"And second, keep in mind that you are a weapon. In theory, when you're done with training, you should be able to kick a hole in a wall or knock out a moose with a single punch.""I would never hit a moose,"said Clary. "They're endangered."
"the [coat] rack above his head like a javelin.On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?"Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. "If you'd been a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful.""Yes,"said Jace. "Or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats."
"Hearts are breakable,"Isabelle said. "And I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before"."
"You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met."“That’s too bad,” said Jace, “since all the others you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown."