Church was doing what he often did when dropped - lying on his back with all four legs in the air, pretending to be dead in order to induce guilt in his owners.

No one blames her."
"That never matters," said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself.

I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.'
'Simon. My name is Simon.

Get over here. Sheldon's had an idea."
"Who's Sheldon?", said Isabelle.

How she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying.

He slid his stele across the table toward her. "Use it." "No," Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him. Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. "Clary-" "She said she doesn't want it," said Simon. "Ha-ha." "Ha-ha?" Jace looked incredulous. "THAT'S your comeback?