″‘Just promise me you won’t come home. Go to Simon’s and call Luke - tell him that he’s found me-’ Her words were drowned out by a heavy crash like splintering wood.
‘Who’s found you? Mom, did you call the police? Did you-’
[...] Clary head her mother draw in a sharp breath before speaking, her voice eerily calm: ‘I love you Clary.’ The phone went dead.”
“I understand enough. [...] I understand that Jace trusted you and you traded him away to a man who hated his father and probably hates Jace, too, just because you’re too cowardly to live with a curse you deserved.”
“Why mundanes always insist on taking responsibility for things that aren’t their fault is a mystery to me. You didn’t force that cocktail down his idiotic throat.”
“I’ve been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess, you don’t.”
″‘I thought you were asking about children of mine,‘Luke interrupted smoothly. ‘Yes Jocelyn had a daughter. Clarissa. I assume she’s run off. Did Valentine send you to find her?”
″‘That we wound up in Pandemonium the same night that Jace and the others just happened to be there, pursuing a demon? The night before Valentine came for my mother?’
Simon shook his head. ‘I don’t believe in coincidences,’ he said.”
″‘I don’t want tea,’ said Clary, with muffled force. ‘I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them.’
‘Unfortunately,’ said Hodge, ‘we’re all out of bitter revenge at the moment, so it’s either tea or nothing.‘”
″‘When you told me the first time that Valentine was your father, I didn’t believe it,’ she said. ‘Not just because I didn’t want it to be true, but because you weren’t anything like him. But you are. You are.‘”
″‘There is no pretending,’ Jace said with absolute clarity. ‘I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I’ll love you then.‘”
″‘You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me.’
She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
‘But I don’t want anything else in the world.‘”