No entiendo por qué los mundanos siempre se disculpan por cosas que son culpa suya. [pp.189]

“I could point out that that's not a dress, that's underwear, but I doubt it wou…”

“I'm sorry. I use my rapier wit to hide my inner pain.”

“Clary, Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost for…”

“Unpleasant?" he finished for her."Only on the days when my adoptive mother toss…”