"I've got the Mark of Cain,"said Simon. "That means nothing can kill me, right?""You can kill yourself,"Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. "As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if you were planning on teaching yourself the lambada on a greased platform over a pit full of knives, I wouldn't.""There goes my Saturday."
"Isabelle snorted, "All the boys are gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon.""You noticed,"said Simon. "I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,"added Magnus. "Please never say those words in front of my parents,"said Alec."
"It is stupid to hope, but sometimes hope is all you have."
"Not enough,"he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. "If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it won't be enough."
"Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.”“Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter."
"Ah,” said Magnus. “Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing, while also being an object of mockery and hilarity for those of us who are more sophisticated."