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"Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."

"At least you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."

"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting."

"I'm not sure anyone can make Jace do anything. But I think you can remind him that he has something to live for."

"You know, most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction."

"Ah, that might explain why I so often run into people who seem to dislike me."

"If you were half as funny as you thought you were, my boy, you'd be twice as funny as you are."

"Does it make sense?" will often cut a statistic down to size when the whole rigmarole is based on an unproven assumption.

"To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed."

"There might be a God, Clary, and there might not, but I don't think it matters. Either way, we're on our own."

Even if you can't find a source of demonstrable bias, allow yourself some degree of skepticism about the results as long as there is a possibility of bias somewhere. There always is.

There is terror in numbers. [...] Perhaps we suffer from a trauma induced by grade-school arithmetic.

It is all too reminiscent of an old definition of the lecture method of classroom instruction: a process by which the contents of the textbook of the instructor are transferred to the notebook of the student without passing through the heads of either party.

Humans have lived alongside parrots for thousands of years, and only recently have they considered the possibility that we might be intelligent.

I suppose I can’t blame them. We parrots used to think humans weren’t very bright. It’s hard to make sense of behavior that’s so different from your own.

Let me always be inquisitive, but never be suspicious.