“Cat," said Peterkin, turning his head a little on one side, "I love you.”

“Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are." The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes."Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow."Fuck you," said the raven.”

“Clary?” Jace tilted his head to the side, studying her face. “You do—you still love me, don’t you?” “I love Jace Lightwood,” she said. “I don’t know who you are.”

“I turn my head from side to side.”

“Tell him that I loved the little boy in him, and that I loved the man in him. Tell him I loved his sad side, and his laughing side.”

“My head fell forward and to the side until it collided with his shoulder as my arms slid around him and got tight.I felt his head turn and in my ear he said quietly, "Fuck, baby, just with that, you made callin' that marker worth it.”