“And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life.”
“What is life? It departs covertly. Like a thief Death took him.”
“Will's Father's gaze went immediately to Gabriel, and then to Cecily, his eyes narrowing."And who is this gentlemen?" Will's grin widened. "Oh him," he said. "This is Cecliy's friend, Mr. Gabriel Lightworm." Gabriel, half in the act of stretching his hand to greet Mr. Herondale, froze in horror. "Lightwood," he sputtered. "Gabriel Lightwood.”
“A familiar Gusism was to greet a friend with 'Hello, don't be a cunt all yer life.”
“The future, even when it was only a question-shrouded glimmer, would not be eclipsed by the past; even when death moved towards the centre of the stage, life went on fighting for equal rights.”
“Death is a friend of ours; and he that is not ready to entertain him is not at home.”