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41 " But you have to learn to bend a little,” said Clary with a yawn. Despite the story’s content, the rhythm of Jace’s voice had made her sleepy. “Or you’ll break.” “Not if you're strong enough,” said Jace firmly. "
― Cassandra Clare , City of Bones (The Mortal Instruments, #1)
42 " I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever." (Luke/Lucian) "
43 " What?" Jace was still staring at her as if she'd told him she'd found one of the Silent Brothers doing nude cartwheels in the hallway. "
44 " He had electric blue hair that had stuck around his head like tendrils of a startled octopus. "
45 " Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests. "
46 " There was something about Jace, though, that made her want to push him, crack that shell of cynicism and make him admit her believed something, felt something, cared about anythinng at all. "
47 " he's probably never met a six-foot tall hot elf-women in a fur bikini either. "
48 " Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush. "
49 " He's got a great sense of humor for a guy who never says anything. "
50 " Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do. "
51 " Can I touch your mango? "
52 " Our own Sleeping Beauty. Who finally kissed you awake? "
53 " Well, you know, your mom gets like this sometimes," Simon said. "Like when she breathes in or out. "
54 " Chairmen Meow deserves me every effort. "
55 " There is nothing quite like the moral absolutism of the young." -Hodge "
56 " i was joking with isabelle about vampires right before it happened. just trying to make her laugh, you know? what freaks out jewish vanpires? silver stars of david? chopped liver? check for eighteen dollars? "
57 " No," Jace agreed. "We don't fly. We break and enter. "
58 " She looked up from closing it to find Jace watching her through hooded eyes. “And one last thing,” he said. He reached over and pulled the sparking pins out of her hair, so that it fell in warm heavy curls down her neck. The sensation of hair tickling her bare skin was unfamiliar and oddly pleasant. “Much better,” he said, and she thought this time that maybe his voice was uneven too. "
59 " He caught her as if he were used to catching fainting girls, as if he did it everyday. "
60 " If only Simon were here. He could probably bore you to sleep. "