“Despite my staggering good looks, you actually don't like me that way..." (Jace)”

“You don't believe me?" Jace asked. "Fine. Go ahead. Kiss me right now."Alec stared at him in horror."Exactly. Despite my staggering good lucks, you actually don't like me that way.”

“Are you threatening to kidnap me?""If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes.”

“Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.”

“Look, did you ask me to come all the way uptown just so you could stare at me like I was something in a petri dish? Next time I'll send you a photo.""And I'll frame it and put it on my nightstand," said Jace.”

“You look happy," he said to Clary. He swiveled his gaze to Jace. "And a good thing for you that she does."Jace raised an eyebrow. "Is this the part where you tell me that if I hurt her, you'll kill me?""No," said Simon, "If you hurt Clary, she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons."Jace looked pleased by the thought.”