Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Jordan leaned on the counter. He felt a little like a bartender in a TV show, dispensing sage advice. "What do you owe her"Life," Isabelle said. Jordan blinked. This was a little beyond his bartending and advice-offering skills. "She saved your life"She saved Jace's life. She could have had anything from the Angel Raziel, and she saved my brother. I've only ever trusted a few people in my life. Really trusted. My mother, Alec, Jace, and Max. I lost one of them already. Clary's the only reason I didn't lose another."

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"Jordan leaned on the counter. He felt a little like a bartender in a TV show, dispensing sage advice. "What do you owe her"Life," Isabelle said. Jordan blinked. This was a little beyond his bartending and advice-offering skills. "She saved your life"She saved Jace's life. She could have had anything from the Angel Raziel, and she saved my brother. I've only ever trusted a few people in my life. Really trusted. My mother, Alec, Jace, and Max. I lost one of them already. Clary's the only reason I didn't lose another."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"What do you think it would have been like if Valentine had brought you up along with me? Would you have loved me"Clary was very glad she had put her cup down, because if she hadn't, she would have dropped it. Sebastian was looking at her not with any shyness or the sort of natural awkwardness that might be attendant on such a bizarre question, but as if she were a curious, foreign life-form."Well," she said. "You're my brother. I would have loved you. I would have...had to."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?"

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Good. Because I don't need protecting."I knew you'd say that. But the thing is, sometimes you do. And sometimes I do. We're meant to protect each other, but not from everything. Not from the truth. That's what it means to love someone but let them be themselves."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"I learned to play the instruments of war," he said, "and paint in blood."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things Simon had ever seen, and he didn’t blame Alec for ducking out from under it and taking his chances with the rain."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someone's belongings strewn all over the landing with a note attached to a jacket lapel addressed to "A lying liar who lies." Right now there was a bouquet of flowers taped to the door with a card tucked among the blooms that read I'M SORRY. That was the thing about New York: you always knew more about your neighbors' business than you wanted to."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"It is stupid to hope, but sometimes hope is all you have."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"She opened her mouth to answer, but he was already kissing her. She had kissed him so many times—soft gentle kisses, hard and desperate ones, brief brushes of the lips that said good-bye, and kisses that seemed to go on for hours—and this was no different. The way the memory of someone who had once lived in a house might linger even after they were gone, like a sort of psychicimprint,herbody remembered Jace. Remembered the way he tasted, the slant of his mouth over hers, his scars under her fingers, the shape of his body under her hands."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"No. Absolutely not.''Simon,' she said. 'It’s a perfectly fine plan.''The plan where you follow Jace and Sebastian off to some unknown dimensional pocket and we use these rings to communicate so those of us over here in the regular dimension of Earth can track you down? That plan''Yes.''No,' he said. 'No, it isn’t.'Clary sat back. 'You don’t just get to say no.''This plan involves me! I get to say no! No.''Simon—'Simon patted the seat beside him as if someone were sitting there. 'Let me introduce you to my good friend No."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Church was doing what he often did when dropped - lying on his back with all four legs in the air, pretending to be dead in order to induce guilt in his owners."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"And spare me the jokes about scoring."Dammit, woman, you read my mind," he said. "Is there no filthy wordplay you can't forsee"It's my special magical power. I can read your mind when you're thinking dirty thoughts."So, ninety-five percent of the time."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Wear that scarf," he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. "It matches your eyes."Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate - for the scarf, for Magnus, and most of all for himself. "Don't tell me," he said. "The scarf's a hundred years old, and it was given to you by Queen Victoria right before she died, for special services to the Crown or something."Magnus sat up. "What's gotten into you"Alec stared at him. "Am I the newest thing in this apartment"I think that honor goes to Chairman Meow. He's only two."I said newest, not youngest," Alec snapped."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"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."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"Take off your shirt."Jace raised his eyebrows. "I'm not going to attack you," she said impatiently. "I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning."Are you sure" he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. "Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"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."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"It was stupid to hope, she knew. But sometimes hope was all you had."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

"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."

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

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