I'm the warlock who's here to cure you. Didn't they tell you... - Cassandra Clare

"But you hate poetry!Yes, but you make me want to write it."

"Magnus raised his hands above his head and clapped once. The room flooded with light. "You see? You think that would be possible without magic? "Actually,"replied Simon, "It is. If you watched infomercials you'd know that."

"Jesus!"Luke exclaimed."Actually, it's just me,"said Simon. "Although I've been told the resemblance is startling."

"It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl."

"I'm sorry. I use my rapier wit to hide my inner pain."