I thought itd be something cooler, like a van with Death to Demons pai — Cassandra Clare

"I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners."

"That does it, Im going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year." "Why?" "So you can look up fun. Im not sure you know what it means."

"To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed."

"If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, youd have died in childhood,"

"Wheres Simon?" Clary interrupted. Isabelle wobbled. "Hes a rat," she said darkly. "Did he do something to you?" Alec was full of brotherly concern. "Did he touch you? If he tried anything-" "No, Alec," Isabelle said irritably. "Not like that. Hes a rat"

"Well, Id certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death."