“I would love to say how nice it is to see you again, but that would be a lie. And I am nothing if not honest.”
“And I start to say that I’m not lying now, but I am, so that would be a lie.”
“I am frightened of nothing.""Nothing?""Nothing.""Are you extremely frightened of nothing?""Absolutely terrified of it.""I have nothing in my pockets. Would you like to see it?""No, I most definitely would not.”
“I love you, Clary wanted to say. And, I would do it again. I would always ask for you.”
“She would say to him, “But you are no priest.” And he would say, “I am today.” And she would say, “Today you believe in God?” And he would say, “Today I believe in love.”
“Honestly," he said with a grin, "how would that have worked? Oh, hello dream lover. Would you drink some of my blud so I won't murder you in front of all these nice people?"”