What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unp... - Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
"What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name"
"What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name"
"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."
"You might want to lie down,"Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in."
"Well, I’m not kissing the mundane,"said Jace. "I’d rather stay down here and rot.""Forever?"said Simon. "Forever’s an awfully long time."Jace raised his eyebrows. "I knew it,"he said. "You want to kiss me, don’t you?"
"I can only assume,"said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own."
"I can't believe he didn't have the dignity and presence of mind just to get drunk and pass out in some gutter,"said Jace. "I must say, I'm disappointed in the little fellow."