Winger

“But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?”
― Cassandra Clare

“As Luke knelt down beside his corpse, Clary couldn’t help but remember what he had said about having loved Valentine once, about having been his closest friend. Luke, she thought with a pang. Surely he couldn’t be sad — or even grieved?
But then again, perhaps everyone should have someone to grieve for them, and there was no one else to grieve for Valentine.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“You can take your Law," she said in a measured tone, "and shove it right up your-”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“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