We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now.... - Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

"You might want to lie down,"Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in."

"That does it,"said Jace. "I'm going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year.""Why?"Isabelle said."So you can look up 'fun.' I'm not sure you know what it means."

"Alec looked at her and shook his head. "How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes?"Isabelle shrugged philosophically. "I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt."

"There's no need to clarify my finger snap,"said Magnus. "The implication was clear in the snap itself."

"He looked back at her, and when she saw the look on his face, she saw his eyes at Renwick’s, when he had watched the Portal that separated him from his home shatter into a thousand irretrievable pieces. He held her gaze for a split second, then looked away from her, the muscles in his throat working."