He is a Shadowhunter, ” said Jocelyn. “His loyalty will be to Clave and Covenant.”“He’s my friend, ” said Magnus coldly. “His loyalty is to me.

Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me and will fight with me.

Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.

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.

Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus.

It was stupid to hope, she knew. But sometimes hope was all you had.

The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.

There’s more to honesty than … than an arrangement of words. They say faeries can’t lie, but you lie in your intentions, your attitude, your demeanor —

Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.”“Blood isn’t love, ” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.

Not enough, " he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. "If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it won't be enough.

Ah, ” said Magnus. “Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing, while also being an object of mockery and hilarity for those of us who are more sophisticated.

Hundreds of butterflies flitted in and out of sight like short-lived punctuation marks in a stream of consciousness without beginning or end.

Nothing in the Universe/God is ever lost or gained but simply a field of energy and matter in a constant state of flux. We are all part of one big energy organism expressing and experiencing itself.

I've never really cared much about money. I've got enough to live on. And it's not like I live in a fancy house, it's not like I own a car, and it's not like I ever go on holiday.

Being an underdog is my lucky charm

The predation of wolves and women by those who misunderstand them is strikingly similar.

The capacity to produce social chaos is the last resort of desperate people.

A crown! what is it? It is to bear the miseries of a people! To hear their murmurs, feel their discontents, And sink beneath a load of splendid care!

I put my talent in my work, I save my Genius for my life.

Victor and vanquished never unite in substantial agreement.

A man's opinion of danger varies at different times, in consequence of an irregular tide of animal spirits; and he is actuated by considerations which he dares not avow.