“Anything?" She laughed. "Like what kind of anything did you want?""Well, when I was five, I wanted to take a bath in spaghetti."-Clary & Jace, pg.310-”

“Well, thanks. It was nice of you to give me anything." The tension between them seemed to press down on her like humid air. "Better than a bath in spaghetti any day."He said darkly, "If you share that little bit of personal information with anyone, I may have to kill you.""Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside the dryer with the clothes," Clary said. "The difference is, she didn't let me.""Probably because going around and around inside a dryer can be fatal," Jace pointed out, "whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.”

“You know when most girls say they want a big rock, they dont mean, you know, literally a big rock."-Clary to Jace, pg.313-”

“Jesus," said Clary."I doubt he'd fit (in the wooden box).""Jace." Clary was apalled.-Clary & Jace, pg.255-”

“Not everything Jace did was insane and suicidal, she reminded herself. It just seemed that way.-Clary, pg.46-”

“What I want to know is, in the Middle Ages, did they do anything for Housemaid's Knee? What did they put in their hot baths after jousting?”