The young man who appeared at the mouth of the alley was pale in
the lamplight—paler even than he usually was, which was quite pale indeed.

“She still felt his gaze on her like the brush of a finger across the back of he…”

“Family is more than blood”

“Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor,…”

“You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll…”