“I don’t like being threatened, lied to, or manipulated. You’d do well to remember that. (Simone)Or what? You’re going to snivel at me? (Xypher)”

“I know you’re going to find this hard to believe, but for some reason I don’t understand, I actually like you…most of the time. (Simone)Well, you also love Jesse. Obviously your taste in men leaves a lot to be desired. (Xypher)”

“Simon stepped between them. “I’m not going to let you fight with each other.”“And what are you going to do about it if . . . Oh.” Jace's gaze trailed up to Simon’s forehead, and he grinned reluctantly. “ So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say?”

“Did you do that? (Simone)Sometimes my powers work. Sometimes they don’t. Looks like this time they did. Yea, us. (Xypher)”

“What do you want with me? (Simone)Not a damn thing. All I want is an entrance into the Daimon hell so that I can visit and kill an old friend. You’re just the poor sap who got caught in the crossfire. (Xypher)”

“While I respect suicidal tendencies on most days, you’d do well to remember who you’re addressing and, more to the point, what I can do to you. No one says you have to go back to Tartarus in one piece. (Acheron)”