she was glad she had been scarred. She said that whoever loved her now would love her true self, and not her pretty face.
I was following you.' - Jace 'Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.' - Simon
You might want to put some clothes on' suggested Jace 'I'm all for the bra and panties look, but you don't want the Silent Brothers to die of excitement
When I was a little kid, I realized that if you say any word over and over fast enough, it loses all it's meaning.
Why are you always trying to get yourself killed?" "It's my job." "It's a of your job. At least for most Shadowhunters. For you it seems to be the purpose.
Do you even really know how vampires are made?' 'Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much...
Do you have a lot of other profound thoughts like that? Blood is blood? A toaster is a toaster? A Gelatinous Cube is a Gelatinous Cube?
One for sorrow, two for mirth, three for a wedding, four for a birth, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret that's never been told. ~ Simon
That you freed a possible criminal by trading away your brother to a warlock who looks like a gay sonic the Hedgehog and dresses like the childcatcher from .
So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say?” (Jace, to Simon)
Let's not have forced gaiety this Christmas, said Nora, like it was a dish. We'll have a tiny bit of it, I said.
It'll be a change," says Marcus. "Something different." "Not a mystery." Marcus laughs. "No. Not a mystery. Just a nice safe history." Ah, my darling. But there is no such thing.
Fire wants to burn Water wants to flow Air wants to rise Earth wants to bind Chaos wants to devour Cal wants to live
Once outside the magic circle the writers became their lonely selves, pondering on poems, observing their fellow men ruthlessly, putting people they knew into novels; no wonder they were without friends.
It was a bit warm. Still. If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to. One should wear everything, or one should wear nothing at all.
When one steals a flying balloon and animates it to fly over Paris, one should, ideally, have some idea how said balloon normally works.
Vampires, fey folk, werewolves, Shadowhunters, and demons - these things made sense to Magnus. But the mundane world - it seemed to have no pattern, no form. Their quicksilver politics. Their short lives...
We are biology. We are reminded of this at the beginning and the end, at birth and at death. In between we do what we can to forget.
Here we attempt to answer those questions that arise most frequently. YES, THAT IS WHAT 'FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS' MEANS, THANK YOU.
It is difficult to put words to the smell of decomposing human. It is dense and cloying, sweet but not flower-sweet. Halfway between rotting fruit and rotting meat.
Many people will find this book disrespectful. There is nothing amusing about being dead, they will say. Ah, but there is.
