If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood.

And when I saw him[my father] lying dead in a pool of his own blood, I knew then that I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a God, Clary, and there might be not. Either way, we're on our own.

You don't get it, Clary. You don't understand what it's like to live always at war, to grow up with battle and sacrifice. I guess it's not your fault. It's just how you were brought up-

Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.

She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war.

We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.

Growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change -Clary Fray

People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but its the way you live your life that matters.