Elisa

“Alec and I are unafraid to express our manly love,” said Jace. “Sometimes he carries me around like a swooning damsel.”
“Really?” said Kit.
“No,” said Jace. “I’m very heavy, especially when fully armed. What did you want to talk to me about?”
“Actually, that,” said Kit.
“My weight?”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“Ah, Watson,” said Ty. “You may not yourself be luminous, but you are an extraordinary conductor of light.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“That’s right,” said Kit. He waved from the next booth. “I forgot my weapons. But I do have this fork.” He wiggled it. “You are so forked,” he said to Barnabas.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“This is probably a bad idea,” Jace said. “Like, a record-breakingly bad idea. Like a go-down-in-history bad idea. But—”
Clary bounced to her feet. “What he means is, we’re in,” she said. “We love bad ideas.”
“That’s true,” Jace admitted, a smile breaking over his face. Suddenly he looked seventeen again.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness