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"Rumensken min begrenser seg til setninger som er utrolig praktiske å kunne, som 'Er disse slangene giftige?' og 'Du ser da alt for ung ut til å være politimann.'"

"I mean that I would never date a girl who insisted that I cut you out of my life. It's non-negotiable. You want a pice of all this fabulousness?" He gestured at himself. "Well, my best friend comes along with it. I wouldn't cut you out of my life, Clary, any more then I would cut off my right hand and give it to someone as a Valentine's Day gift."
“Gross,” said Clary. “Must you?”
He grinned. “I must.”

“And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?" His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching.” - Jace

Regret is such a pointless emotion, don't you agree?

"you're not happy to see me, then?" Jace said. "I have to say, I'm surprised. I've always been told my presence brightened up any room. One might think that went doubly for dank underground cells. "

Normal isn't all it's cracked up to be.

"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."

I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands and wrote my will across the sky in stars.

-T.E.Lawrence

Simon - "You look happy. And a good thing for you that she does"

Jace - "Is this the part where you tell me if I hurt her, you'll kill me?"

Simon - "No. If you hurt Clary, she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons."

"Not everything is about you," Clary said furiously. "Possibly," Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are."