#city-of-fallen-angels

"And now,"Eric yelled into his mircophone, "we're going to sing a new song-one we just wrote. This one's for my girlfriend. We've been going out for three weeks, and, damn, our love is true. We're gonna be together forever, baby. This one's called 'Bang You Like a Drum."

"If we're going to the Silent City, you might want to get dressed. I mean, I appreciate the bra-and-panties look, but I don't know if the Silent Brothers will. There are only a few of the left, and I don't want them to die of excitement."

"It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense."

"But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it."

"I think she just asked if she could touch my mango."

"You know, some people think Shadowhunters are just myths. Like mummies and genies."Kyle grinned at Jace. "Can you grant wishes?""That depends,"he said. "Do you wish to be punched in the face?"

"You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met."“That’s too bad,” said Jace, “since all the others you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown."

"Is this one of those keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer things?""I though it was keep your friends close so you have someone to drive the car when you sneak over to your enemy's house at night and throw up in his mailbox."

"No. That's Clary; shes's my best friend."Simon pocketed his phone. "And she has a boyfriend. Like, really, really, really has a boyfriend. The nuclear bomb of boyfriends. Trust me on this one."