“You look lousy,"Simon said.Jace blinked."Seems an odd time to start an insult contest,but if you insist,I could probably think up something good”

“You look lousy,' he said. Jace blinked. 'Seems an odd time to start an insult contest, but if you insist, I could probably think up something good.''No I mean it. You don't look good.''This is from a guy ho has all the sex appeal of a penguin. Look, I realize you may be jealous that the good Lord didn't deal you the same chiseled hand he dealt me, but that's no reason to-' 'I am not trying to insult you.' Simon snapped.”

“Would it insult you if I used your alphabet? I don't think I could start from scratch.”

“I think I like ‘mundane’ better than ‘bloodsucker,’” Simon muttered.“With Jace, you don’t really get to choose your insulting nickname.”-Simon and Clary, pg.234-”

“I didn’t look back, but I knew you were still watching. It probably sounds weird, but I could just feel it. The hairs on my neck bristled when you blinked.”

“Let's start with a test: Do you have any opinions that you would be reluctant to express in front of a group of your peers?If the answer is no, you might want to stop and think about that. If everything you believe is something you're supposed to believe, could that possibly be a coincidence? Odds are it isn't. Odds are you just think whatever you're told.”