More quotes by Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

"The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me."
"And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders."
"If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood."
"Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death."
"You guessed? You must have been pretty sure, considering you could have killed me.""I was ninety percent sure.""I see,"Clary said. There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put his hands on his cheek, more in surprise than pain."What the hell was that for?""The other ten percent."