“He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it.”

“Now that the real and the imagined had collided, he wondered if she, like he, longed for the past, for the normal. He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it.”

“One of the things he loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic. Once he had been able to do the same... Now that the real and the imagined had collided, he wondered if she, like he, longed for the past, for the normal. He wondered if normalcy was something, like a vision or silence, you didn't realize it was precious until you lost it.”

“For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not be quite as you left him.”

“Being sixteen forever sounded good until you really thought about it. Then it didn't seem like such a great prospect.”

“I was just wondering if you were armed. You want anything? Dagger, maybe?" He opened his own suit jacket just a bit, and Simon saw something long an metallic glinting against the inside lining."No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals.”

“I knew you were crazy, but I didn't realize that you were out of your goddamned mind!!”