If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd hav... - Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
"If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood."
"If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood."
"Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side."
"I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners."Jace flipped a page. "Very funny, Fray."
"And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders."
"Rule number one of anime,"Simon said. He sat propped up against a pile of pillows at the foot of his bed, a bag of potato chips in one hand and the TV remote in the other. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said I BLOGGED YOUR MOM and a pair of jeans that were ripped in one knee. "Never screw with a blind monk."
"Can I help you with something?"Clary turned instant traitor against her gender. "Those girls on the other side of the car are staring at you."Jace assumed an air of mellow gratification. "Of course they are,"he said, "I am stunningly attractive."