“One time her father told her Shakespeare was really an Arab. 'Just look at his name: It's an Anglicization of Sheikh Zubayr,' he said with a straight face.”

“He came up straight to her father, whose hands he took and wrung without a word - holding them in his for a minute or two, during which time his face, his eyes, his look, told of more sympathy than could be put into words.”

“She just laughed in his face and told him she'd sooner crawl in a bed with his father's leeches before she'd crawl in one with him. She stopped laughing when he put his knife in her.”

“Placing one last kiss over her heart, he lifted his head to find her staring at him with The Look—the one that told a guy when a woman was leaving Let’s Screw For Fun City and headed straight for Let’s Pick Out China Town—written all over her pretty face.”

“Valentine whirled. Clary, lying half-conscious in the sand, her wrists and arms a screaming agony, stareddefiantly back. For a moment their eyes met—and he looked at her, really looked at her, and sherealized it was the first time her father had ever looked her in the face and seen her. The first and onlytime.“Clarissa,” he said. “What have you done?”Clary stretched out her hand, and with her finger she wrote in the sand at his feet. She didn’t draw runes.She drew words: the words he had said to her the first time he’d seen what she could do, when she’ddrawn the rune that had destroyed his ship.MENE MENE TEKEL UPSHARIN.”

“When he turned to face her,the drawn look on his face was one of absolute agony.As if Luce had just ripped his heart out.”