“I will have you know I practiced that speech. In front of a mirror before you got here.""So what do you think it meant?""I'm not sure," Jace admitted, "but I know I look damn good delivering it.”

“That does it," said Jace. "I'm going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year.""Why?" Isabelle said."So you can look up 'fun.' I'm not sure you know what it means.”

“I'm the warlock who's here to cure you. Didn't they tell you I was coming?""I know who you are, but..." Maia looked dazed. "You look so...so...shiny.”

“Magnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows "Boo", he said. Jace was grinning. "Come on,surely you've got a phobia or two. What scares you?" Alec thought for a moment. "Spiders," he said. Clary turned to Luke. "Have you got a spider anywhere?"Luke looked exasperated. "Why would I have a spider? Do I look like someone who would collect them?"No offense," Jace said, "but you kind of do.”

“I didn't get this dressed up to watch you mess around in the gutter with a bunch of motorcycles.""They are pretty to look at," said Jace. "You have to admit that.""So am I," said Isabelle.”

“You know men. We have delicate egos.""I wouldn't describe Jace's ego as delicate.""No, Jace is sort of the antiaircraft artillery tank of male egos," Simon admitted.”

“Jace: Back from you breakfast meeting, I see. I bet you thought you were very clever, sneaking off like that. Simon: Medium clever. Like a cross between George Clooney in Ocean's Eleven and those MythBusters guy, but, you know, better-looking. Jace: I'm always so glad I have no idea what you're vacantly chattering about. It fills me with a sense of peace and well-being.”