“This one incident I will not allow you to shrug off!""I wasn't planning to," Jace said. "I can't shrug anything off. My shoulder's dislocated."-Hodge & Jace, pg.296-”

“I think it's Jace he's trying to get back at. Jace must havedone something last night on the boat, something that reallypissed Valentine off. Pissed him off enough to abandonwhatever plan he had before and make a new one."Luke looked baffled. "What makes you think that Valentine'schange of plans had anything to do with your brother?""Because," Clary said with grim certainty, "only Jace canpiss someone off that much.”

“She shrugged. "All right. Are you going to come back? Do you want any soup?""No," said Jace."Do you think Hodge will want any soup?"No one wants any soup.""I want some soup," Simon said."No, you don't," said Jace. "You just want to sleep with Isabelle."Simon was appalled. "That is not true.""How flattering," Isabelle murmured into the soup, but she was smirking.”

“So what was that all about?""I think," Jace said, "that she asked if she could touch my mango.""She said that?"Jace shrugged. "Yeah, then she gave me her number.”

“Jace threw himself against the door. It didn't budge. He cursed. "My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health."-Jace to Clary, pg.284-”

“I know what you said! My mother would never have belonged to something like that. Some kind of-some kind of hate group.""It wasn't-," Jace began, but Hodge cut him off."I doubt," he said slowly, as if the words pained him, "that she had much choice."Clary stared. "What are you talking about? Why wouldn't she have had a choice?""Because," said Hodge, "she was Valentine's wife.”