“Anyway that other thing we almost did in Paris-that's probably off the table for a while.Unless you want that whole baby-I'm-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal”

“you know this means that what we did-what we almost did in Paris-""Going to the Eiffel Tower?”

“No kissing?""Well, kissing, probably. But as for the rest of it..."She brushed her cheek lightly against his. "It's okay with me if it's okay with you.""Of course it's not okay with me. I'm a teenage boy. As far as I'm concerned, this is the worst thing that's happened since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru.”

“I'm not sure that's such a great idea." Luke said."It's a fabulous idea." Jace dropped the paper back onto the table, and began to slide off his jacket. "I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?""A regrettable choice of words," Magnus muttered.”

“The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.”

“He always lived in his head. He never cared about how things were, only how they would be, someday, when he had everything he wanted. When we had everything we wanted.”

“You want a round table meeting, we can have a round table meeting.""I love round tables," said Magnus brightly. "They suit me so much better than square.”