You asked me who I belong to," he whispered. "I belong to you. Your blood is my blood, your bones my bones. The first time you saw me, I looked familiar, didn't I? Just like you looked familiar to me.

“I'm afraid to answer that. I've heard that when I speak, it makes American wome…”

“Jem, Cecily thought, with a pang in her heart. Her brother had always looked to…”

“What are all these?" Clary asked."Vials of holy water, blessed knives, steel an…”

“I think,” Jace said, “that you don’t want to tell your secrets, so you decided …”