Extraits

“Hey, I figured I wasn’t going to get the chance to ask this again. You and me,” Simon said. “We’re pretty tight, aren’t we?”

Jace looked at him for a moment, face very still, and then bounded to his feet and said: “Absolutely. We’re like this.” He crossed two of his fingers together. “Actually, we’re more like this.” He tried to cross them again. “We had a little bit of initial tension, as you may later recall, but that was all cleared up when you came to me and confessed that you were struggling with your feelings of intense jealousy over my—these were your words—stunning good looks and irresistible charm.”

Sitting on the stone bench in the middle of the garden were Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood, a Shadowhunter who was tall and dark and fairly strong and silent, at least around Simon. Magnus was chatty, though, had the aforementioned cat eyes and magic powers, and was currently wearing a clinging T-shirt in a zebra-stripe pattern with pink accents. Magnus and Alec had been dating for some time; Simon guessed Magnus could talk for both of them.

“We all change the world, with every day of living in it," Magnus said. "You just have to decide HOW you want to change the world.”

Maybe not everyone listens to stories the way you do. Not everyone learns."

"Do you see that man?" Isabelle asked, pointing at Simon. Apparently she was talking about him. "That's Simon Lewis, and he is my boyfriend. So if any of you think about trying to hurt him because he's a mundie or- may the Angel have mercy on your soul- pursuing him romantically, I will come after you, I will hunt you down, and I will crush you to powder. "

People are afraid of anybody who is diffrent: it makes them worry everyone else is different too, and just pretending to be all the same."

"I believe in the importance of stories" - Tessa Gray

"You couldn't know how much going away had changed you until you tried to go home" -Simon Lewis

"Love? Michael said. Love, real love is being seen. Being known. Knowing the ugliest part of someone, and loving them anyway. And... I guesse I think two people in love become Something else, Something more than the sum of their parts, you know? That i must be like you're creating a new world that exists only for the two of you. You're gods of your own Pocket universe."

"Have it your way, Simon Lewis. I won't"