How was the Seelie Queen?"
"Same as usual."
"Raging bitch, then?"
"Pretty much.

“I could give you a thiught sheath to put that in,"Isabelle offered. "I got tons…”

“You don't get it, Clary. You don't understand what it's like to live always at …”

“Not everything that's true needs to be said.”

“Tell me, is he always really rude, or does he save that for mundanes?”