“You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?”

“She looked around. They had drifted far away from the bank of the canal. "Are we stealing this boat?" "Stealing' is such an ugly word," he mused. "What do you want to call it?" He picked her up and swung her around before putting her down. "An extreme case of window-shopping.”

“After what happened on the boat, he’s interested in you. Which means you need to be careful. Very careful. In fact, it wouldn’t hurt if you just spent the next few days inside. You can lock yourself in your room like Isabelle.”“I’m not going to do that.”“Of course you’re not,” said Jace, “because you live to torture me, don’t you?”“Not everything, Jace, is about you,” Clary said furiously.“Possibly,” Jace said, “but you have to admit that the majority of things are.”Clary resisted the urge to scream.”

“You are just jealous," Magnus remarked calmly. "Because you do not have the soul of a true artiste like myself.""Oh, I am positively green with envy," Ragnor snapped."Come now, Ragnor. That's not fair," said Magnus. "You know I love it when you make jokes about your complexion.”

“I dislike boats," Ragnor observed, looking around. "I get vilely seasick." The turning green joke was too easy. Magnus was not going to stoop to make it.”

“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.”

“If you do not help me," Tessa said to Jem, "I swear, I will change into you, and I will lift him myself. And then everyone here will see what you look like in a dress." She fixed him with a look. "Do you understand?”