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  • #1
    Cassandra Clare
    “I've got the Mark of Cain," said Simon. "That means nothing can kill me, right?"
    "You can kill yourself," Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. "As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if you were planning on teaching yourself the lambada on a greased platform over a pit full of knives, I wouldn't."
    "There goes my Saturday.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #2
    Cassandra Clare
    “Take off your shirt."
    Jace raised his eyebrows.
    "I'm not going to attack you," she said impatiently. "I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning."
    "Are you sure?" he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. "Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #3
    Cassandra Clare
    “Church was doing what he often did when dropped - lying on his back with all four legs in the air, pretending to be dead in order to induce guilt in his owners.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “Wear that scarf," he said, pointing to a blue cashmere scarf hanging on a peg. "It matches your eyes."
    Alec looked at it. Suddenly he was filled with hate - for the scarf, for Magnus, and most of all for himself. "Don't tell me," he said. "The scarf's a hundred years old, and it was given to you by Queen Victoria right before she died, for special services to the Crown or something."
    Magnus sat up. "What's gotten into you?"
    Alec stared at him. "Am I the newest thing in this apartment?"
    "I think that honor goes to Chairman Meow. He's only two."
    "I said newest, not youngest," Alec snapped.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #5
    Cassandra Clare
    “And what about us? Do you want a vampire boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly. "Because I forsee many romantic picnics in our future. You, drinking a virgin piña colada. Me, drinking the blood of a virgin.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home!”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “So it's true what they say about warlocks, then?"
    Alec gave him a very unpleasant look. "What's true?"
    "Alexander," said Magnus coldly, and Clary met Simon's eyes across the table. Hers were wide, green, and full of an expression that said Uh-oh. "You can't be rude to everyone who talks to me."
    Alec made a wide, sweeping gesture. "And why not? Cramping your style, am I? I mean, maybe you were hoping to flirt with werewolf boy here. He's pretty attractive, if you like the messy-haired, broad-shouldered, chiseled-good-looks type."
    "Hey, now," said Jordan mildly.
    Magnus put his head in his hands.
    "Or there are plenty of pretty girls here, since apparently your taste goes both ways, Is there anything you aren't into?"
    "Mermaids," said Magnus into his fingers. "They always smell like seaweed."
    "It's not funny," Alec said savagely, and kicking back his chair, he got up from the table and stalked off into the crowd.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels



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