Carmen

“Jem grinned. “Where have you been? The Blue Dragon? The Mermaid?”
“The Devil Tavern if you must know.” Will sighed and leaned against one of the posts of the bed. “I had such plans for the evening. The pursuit of blind drunkenness and wayward women was my goal. But alas, it was not to be. No sooner had I consumed my third drink in the Devil than I was accosted by a delightful small flower-selling child who asked me for two-pence for a daisy. The price seemed steep, so I refused. When I told the girl as much, she proceeded to rob me.”
“A little girl robbed you?” Tessa said.
“Actually, she wasn’t a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel.”
“Easy mistake to make,” Jem said.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Will tossed the bloody cloth aside. “And you wonder why we aren’t friends.”
“I just wondered,” Gabriel said, in more subdued voice, “if perhaps you have ever had enough.”
“Enough of what?”
“Enough of behaving as you do.”
Will crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes glistening dangerously. “Oh, I can never get enough,” he said. “Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when─”
The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of his shirt, and hauled him inside.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Don't touch any of my weapons without my permission."
"Well, there goes my plan for selling them all on eBay," Clary muttered.
"Selling them on what?"
Clary smiled blandly at him. "A mythical place of great magical power.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones