Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly... - Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

"That was enterprising,"Will sounded nearly impressed.Nate smiled. Tess shot him a furious look. "Don't look pleased with yourself. When Will says 'enterprising' he means 'morally deficient.'""No, I mean enterprising,"said Will. "When I mean morally deficient, I say, 'Now, that's something I would have done'."

"You know,"Gabriel said, "there was a time I thought we could be friends, Will.""There was a time I thought I was a ferret,"Will said, "but that turned out to be the opium haze. Did you know it had that effect? Because I didn't."

"Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry."

"One must always be careful of books,"said Tessa, "and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us."

"Pulvis et umbra sumus. It's a line from Horace. 'We are dust and shadows'. Appropriate, don't you think?"Will said. "It's not a long life, killing demons; one tends to die young, and then they burn your body - dust to dust, in the literal sense. And then we vanish into the shadows of history, nary a mark on the page of a mundane book to remind the world that once we existed at all."