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.

Dear God . . . the dread hour is nigh." - Jace Wayland

Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God. Nor was it wise to tempt angels, even of the fallen sort.

Your angel cannot protect you against that which neither god nor the devil had made

GOD HAS NOT MERCY AND NOR WILL I' - The Midnight Heir (The Bane Chronicles, 4) by Cassandra Clare and Sarah Rees Brennan

Oh, God,” Magnus said. “They’re dead. They’re all dead.

Remember when I told you," he said, his voice as soft as she had ever heard it, "that I didn't know if there was a God or not, but either way, we were completely on our own?