Rhea

“Do you understand the plan?”
They all stared for a few silent moments. Then Simon pointed. “What’s that wobbly thing?” he said. “Is it a tree?”
“Those are the gates,” Jace said.
“Ohh,” said Isabelle, pleased. “So what are the swirly bits? Is there a moat?
“Those are trajectory lines - Honestly, am I the only person who’s ever seen a strategy map?”, Jace demanded, throwing his stele down and raking his hand through his blond hair. “Do you understand anything I just said.”
“No,” Clary said. “Your strategy is probably awesome, but your drawing skills are terrible; all the Endarkened look like trees, and the fortress looks like a frog.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“We work through this together, remember? No shutting me out. No epic sulks.”
“I was figuring I could sulk for Idris in the next Olympics,” Jace said…
“You and Alec could go for pair sulking,” said Clary with a smile. “You’d get the gold.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“There are things our souls want, and mine wants you.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“There will always be those who want to tell you who you are based on your name or the blood in your veins. Do not let other people decide who you are. Decide for yourself.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire