“Simon kept pace beside Clary for a few moments without speaking before he said, “So what did I miss? Naked dancing ladies?”Clary thought of the male faerie‘s torn-open ribs and shuddered. “Nothing that pleasant.”

“Clary: Now that I'm in your mind, want to see some mental pictures of Jace?Simon: I heard that and NO... You've seen him naked?Clary: Well not entirely but-Simon: Enough”

“For a moment Clary thought she might fall; she felt as if something essential had been torn away from her, an arm or a leg, and she stared at Jace in blank astonishment-- what did he feel, did he feel nothing? She didn't think she could bear it if he felt nothing.”

“The missing stairs baffled Clary. What did vampires have against stairs?-Clary, pg.266-”

“Simon's dark eyes were serious. "I trust you," he said "I don't trust him." He cut his glance toward Jace, who was walking a few paces ahead of them, apparently conversing with the cat. Clary wondered what they were talking about. Politics? Opera? The high price of tuna?”

“Enough, both of you,' Clary said. 'You can't be complete jerks to each other forever, you know.'Technically,' said Simon, 'I can.'Jace made an inelegant noise; after a moment Clary realized that he was trying not to laugh, and only semi-succeeding.”