“No,” said Jace. “I think I’m better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence.”

“I think I’m better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence.”

“They think they're better than everyone else.""No," said Jace. "I think I'm better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence." Kyle looked at Simon. "Does he always talk like this?" "Yes.”

“Why did you ask me to live with you? Werewolves hate vampires.”“I don’t,” said Kyle.” I’m not too fond of their kind, though.” He jabbed a finger at Jace. “They think they’re better than everyone else.”“No,” said Jace. “I think I’m better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence.”Kyle looked at Simon. “Does he always talk like this?”“Yes.”

“Simon-But werewolfs don't like our kind!Jordan-I do. It's his kind I don't like. They think they're better than everyone else.Jace-No, I think I'm better than everybody else. City of Fallen Angels- Jace, Simon, and Jordan.”

“There is that. I might have better luck telling him I’m in love with him. Jace thinks everyone’s in love with him anyway.”“But I,” said Clary, “actually am.”

“I don’t want to be Nephilim,” said Jace. “I want to be something else. Stronger, faster, better than human. But different. Not subservient to the Laws of an angel who couldn’t care less about us. Free.” He ran his hand through a curl of her hair. “I’m happy now, Clary. Doesn’t that make a difference?”