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41 " Doubtless the lunatic asylums of the world are filled with unfortunate women who have failed to see my charms. "
― Cassandra Clare , City of Lost Souls (The Mortal Instruments, #5)
42 " Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. "The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it. "
43 " Fire tests gold "
44 " Blood isn't love "
45 " Tell me,” Isabelle said.“Who it was. That my father had the affair with. "
46 " You have ruthlessness in your bones and ice in your heart, Clarissa. Don't tell me any differently. "
47 " For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not be quite as you left him. "
48 " Pain made you strong. Loss made you powerful. "
49 " I knew you were crazy, but I didn't realize that you were out of your goddamned mind!! "
50 " It was strange how your world could shift on its axis and everything you trusted could invert itself in what seemed like no time at all. "
51 " The Queen sniffed. "I rather miss your Jace," she said. "Of all of you, he was the prettiest and the best-mannered. "
52 " How could you be heartbroken and happy at the same time? "
53 " She had made the choice for him - in a moment of flight and panic, but she had made it - not realizing that her Jace would rather die than be like this, and that she'd been not so much saving his life as damning him to an existence he would despise. "
54 " How she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying. "
55 " Jace is in love with the idea of dying,” said Isabelle. "
56 " It's me," said Jace. "Watching me play Scrabble is enough to make most women swoon. Imagine if I actually put in some effort. "
57 " You're sitting on my bed," he said. "Did yo think I was under it? "
58 " I learned to play the instruments of war," he said, "and paint in blood. "
59 " She looked at him with loathing. "I knew you were crazy," she said. "But I didn't realize you were absolutely, spectactularly out of your goddamned mind. "
60 " Something snapped inside Maryse. “He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He’s my son. "