“I don't want tea," said Clary, with muffled force. "I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them.""Unfortunately," said Hodge, "we're all out of bitter revenge at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing.”
“She knew she could not be Jem for Will. No one could. But slowly the hollow places in his heart were filling in.”
“Now don't go wandering off, William," she said with a meaningful glance. "I don't want to lose you in the crowd."Will's jaw set. "I'm getting the oddest feeling that you're enjoying this," he said under his breath."Nothing odd about it." Feeling unbelievably bold, Tessa chucked him under the chin with the tip of her lace fan. "Simply behave yourself.”
“The poor parent birds work themselves to death trying to find enough food to feed the enormous cuckoo child who has murdered their babies and taken their places." Jace: " Enormous? Did you just call me fat?" Inquisitor: "It was an analogy." Jace: "I am not fat.”
“Was that Will?" she said finally.Henry arched one ginger eyebrow. "Perhaps he's been kidnapped and replaced by an automaton," he suggested. "It seems possible..."For once Charlotte could only find herself in agreement.”
“I think you'll find that one would be self-defeating." Jace said lightly shoving his feet into his boots. "We are bound, he and I. Cut him and I bleed.”