Valentine Morgenstern: We'll be together there, as we should be.
Clary's thoughts: That sounds terrific. Just you, your comatose wife, your shell-shocked son, and your daughter who hates your guts. Not to mention that your two kids may be in love with each other. Yeah, that sounds like a perfect family reunion.
Jace Herondale: I may not believe in sin, but I do feel guilt. We Shadowhunters live by a code, and that code isn't flexible. Honor, fault, penance, those are real to us, and they have nothing to do with religion and everything to do with who we are. This is who I am, Clary. I am one of the Clave. It's in my blood and bones.
Dorothea Rollins: Didn't I read your tea leaves, Shadowhunter? Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?
Jace Herondale: Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself.
Dorothea Rollins: At least, you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland.
Jace Herondale: Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.
Clary Fairchild: What's with that "hey" thing?
Simon Lewis: What "hey" thing?
Clary Fairchild: The "hey" thing that guys always do. Like when you saw Jace and Alec, you said "hey," and they said "hey" back. What's wrong with "hello"?
Simon Lewis: "Hello" is girly. Real men are terse. Laconic.
Clary Fairchild: So the more manly you are, the less you say?
Simon Lewis: Right. That's why when major badasses greet each other in movies, they don't say anything, they just nod. The nod means, "I am a badass, and I recognize that you, too, are a badass," but they don't say anything because they're Wolverine and Magneto and it would mess up their vibe to explain.
Jace Herondale: Don't tell me Simon's turned himself into an ocelot and you want me to do something about it before Isabelle makes him into a stole. Well, you'll have to wait till tomorrow. I'm out of commission. Look. Jammies.
Clary Fairchild: Jace, this is important.
(Jace notices Clary is holding a sketchpad)
Jace Herondale: Don't tell me you've got a drawing emergency. You need a nude model. Well, I'm not in the mood. You could ask Hodge...