Cassandra Clare: Likeness (page 9)

“Now I wonder all the time how you go back after something like that. Whether we can ever be friends again, or if what we had is broken into pieces. Not because of her, but because of me.”

“He hadn't wanted to leave Emma, but at the same time he'd thought it would help. Like an addict getting away from the source of his addiction.”

“Carstairs is alright, I suppose. If you like that sort.”

“Oh?”

“The taken. The uninterested.”

“As opposed to… you, Gabriel?”

“Well, yes.”

“It's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand.”

“No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals.”

“It’s like a cotillion, this partners business, except with killing.”
“So, exactly like a cotillion,” said Simon.”

“Right. Vampires. But how do they get inside?"
"They fly"…
"We dont fly," Clary felt impelled to point out.
"No," Jace agreed. "We dont fly. We break and enter."…
"Flying sounds like more fun."
-Clary & Jace, pg.258-”

“Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a book and a glass of lemonade”

“That ones yours, huh?"he asked, pointing to 3A."How come it just says 'Kyle'? Doesnt he have a last name?"
"Kyle wants to be a rock star,"Simon said, heading down the stairs."I think his working the one-name thing. Like Rihanna.”

“She is fine. She hates us both but it really didn't sound like anything else was wrong”

“Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.”

“My old tutor used to say that the hearts of Nephilim were like the hearts of angels: They felt every human pain, and never healed”

“Alec's trying to get Magnus to take him seriously, but he's never told our parents about Magnus, or even that he likes, you know -" "Warlocks?" Simon said.”

“Before Clary could respond, Jace’s eyes slid open. He looked up at the warlock, dazzled and dizzy. “What are you doing here?”
Magnus grinned down at Jace, and his teeth sparkled like sharpened diamonds.
“Hey roommate,” he said.
-pg. 128-”

“You had to know someone very well to make them laugh like that. She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did not know him at all?”

“Mark spoke like a poem and walked like a dance.”

“If she kissed him, would he taste like blood or cloves or a mixture of the two?”

“I'm Magnus." He smiled, showing blinding white teeth.
"Magnus Bane."
"Are we long-lost friends, by any chance?" Simon said.
"Just wondering."
"No, we never got along all that well," said Magnus.
"Long-lost acquaintances? Compadres? My cat liked you.”

“I bet you thought you were very clever, sneaking off like that." "Medium clever, "Simon acknowledged. "Like a cross between George Clooney in Ocean's Eleven and those MythbBusters guys, but, you know, better-looking.”