Eight of the Funniest City of Lost Souls Quotes. (Spoilers, obviously.)

“I’ve got the Mark of Cain,” said Simon. “That means nothing can kill me, right?”
“You can kill yourself,” Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. “As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if you were planning on teaching yourself the lambada on a greased platform over a pit full of knives, I wouldn’t.”
“There goes my Saturday.”

-Simon and Magnus, CoLS.

“Take off your shirt.”
Jace raised his eyebrows.
“I’m not going to attack you,” she said impatiently. “I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. “Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me.”

-Jace-who-wasn’t-Jace and Clary, CoLS.

“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.”

-Someone…I forget..Alec?…Simon?…

“Get over here. Sheldon’s had an idea.”
“Who’s Sheldon?”, said Isabelle.”

-Magnus and Izzy.

“I have a feeling you’re right, Sherwin.”
‘Simon. My name is Simon.”

-Magnus and Simon.

“Magnus’s eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. “Not my favorite topic, Smedley.”

“Simon,” said Simon. “If I’m going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.”

-Magnus and Simon. (Yet again.)

“Do you remember what I told you that first time at Taki’s? About faerie food?”
“I remember you said you ran down Madison Avenue naked with antlers on your head”, said Clary, blinking silver drops off her lashes.”

Jace-who-wasn’t-Jace and Clary.

“Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someone’s belongings strewn all over the landing with a note attached to a jacket lapel addressed to “A lying liar who lies.” Right now there was a bouquet of flowers taped to the door with a card tucked among the blooms that read I’M SORRY. That was the thing about New York: you always knew more about your neighbors’ business than you wanted to.”

-Alec.

 

I couldn’t stop laughing at these, especially the, “Who’s Sheldon?” Isabelle said.

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