“Tell me, is he always really rude, or does he save that for mundanes?”

“What happened to my clothes?""They were covered in blood and poison. Jace burned them.""Did he?" asked Clary. "Tell me, is he always really rude, or does he save that for mundanes?""Oh, he's rude to everyone," said Isabelle airily. "It's what makes him so damn sexy. That, and he's killed more demons than anyone else his age”

“My father didn't take the sword for me. he took it for him. I doubt he even knew about the trial.""How awfully convenient for you, regardless. And for him. He won't have to worry about you spilling his secrets.""Yeah," Jace said, "he's terrified I'll tell everyone that's he's always really wanted to be a ballerina." The Inquisitor simply stared at him.”

“If you're really tired, I could put you to sleep," he said. "Tell you a bedtime story."She looked at him. "Are you serious?""I'm always serious”

“Oh, for goodness‘ sake,” yawned Isabelle, “Is he really waking us up at this ungodly hour just to prove his love to you or something? Couldn’t he have called? mundane men are such twits.”(Thinking its Simon when the “doorbell” of institute rings)-Isabelle to Clary, pg.188-”

“I’m really grateful to you for saving us, Maia, and Jace is too, even though he’s so stubborn that he’d rather jam a seraph blade through his eyeball than say so. And don’t you say you hope he does,” she added hastily, seeing the look on the other girl’s face, “because that’s really not helpful.”

“Every time I annoy him he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house." Simon pointed at Jace.”