Clary Fray: You play that piano as if you've lost your only love.
Jace Wayland: Unfortunately, my one true love remains myself.
Clary Fray: Well, at least you don't have to worry about rejection.
Jace Wayland: Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting
Jace Wayland: Next time, it might be a nice idea to mention that you already have a man in your bed, so we can avoid such uncomfortable situations.
Simon Lewis: You invited him to bed?
Jace Wayland: I know, it's ridiculous, isn't it? We would never have all fit.
Clary Fray: I didn't invite him into bed. We
were just kissing.
Jace Wayland: How swiftly you dismiss our love.
Jace Wayland: Don't tell me. You've got a drawing emergency, and you need a nude model. I'm not in the mood.
Luke: I'm a werewolf, not a Golden Retriever.
Jace Wayland: [introduces himself] Jace Wayland, demon hunter.
Simon Lewis: Ah... Simon Lewis, Keymaster. Are you the Gatekeeper?
Jace Wayland: I have no idea what you're talking about.
[last lines]
Clary Fray: I just don't know how to look at the world anymore. I don't see street and traffic lights and cars. I see demons and angels. Everything's different.
Jace Wayland: The world's the same. You're the one who's different.
Jace Wayland: [starts his motorcycle] Don't you remember what Hodge said?
Clary Fray: What?
Jace Wayland: All the stories are true.
[they ride off together]
Clary Fray: How is being dressed like a hooker going to help me find my mom?
Isabelle Lightwood: Easy now, those are my clothes.
Simon Lewis: The werewolves are here to save us. Never thought I'd say that.
Valentine Morgenstern: Somebody told me that you like to play music.
[smashes Jace's head twice into the piano tangents]
Valentine Morgenstern: Johann would be very proud.
[from trailer]
Alec Lightwood: What is it about her?
Jace Wayland: She's different.
Alec Lightwood: She's going to get us all killed.