#simon

jace's clothes had been clean,stylish,ordinary. Sebastian had been wearing a long black wool trench coat that had looked expensive. Like an evil Burbeery ad, Simon said when she was done. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon #funny

He's my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #simon-lewis #angels

You know, Simon he's an artist representative, but Randy and Paula actually were in the industry as artists so they had, you know, the information that they offered to us from their aspect. ↗

— Ruben Studdard

#artist #artists #aspect #had #industry

Look, I asked you here for a reason. Much as I hate to admit it, vampire, we have something in common." "Totally awesome hair?" Simon suggested. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#quip #simon-lewis #awesome

I don't know who Azazel is," he said. "Isn't he the cat from The Smurfs?" He cast about , but Isabelle just looked up and rolled her eyes at him. "Clary?" he thought Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. "What is it? What happened? Did my mom find out I'm gone?" "Not yet," he thought back. "Is Azazel the cat from The Smurfs?" There was a long pause. "That's Azrael, Simon. And no more using the magic rings for Smurf questions. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #smurfs #magic

I always thought that it was 'Good things come to those who do the wave', said Simon. No wonder I've been so confused all my life. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #humor

No body told you to call your band Salacious Mold, my friend. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humour #talking-about-love #love

What about Isabelle?" Simon asked. "Where is she?" The humor, such as it was, left Jace's expression. "She won't come out of her room," he said. "She thinks that what happened to Max was her fault. She won't even come to the funeral." "Have you tried talking to her?" "No," Jace said, "we've been punching her repeatedly in the face instead. Why, do you think that won't work?" "Just thought I'd ask." Simon's tone was mild. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor

Simon stopped breathing until her forefinger touched his nipple, and then his hand shot up to cover hers. "I want you," he said. Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. "I know." "No," he groaned, pulling her closer. "I want to be in your heart. I want-" His entire body shuddered when their skin touched. "I want to be in your soul. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#intimacy #love #simon #love

Have you tried talking to her?" "No, we've been punching her repeatedly in the face instead. Why, do you think that won't work? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #sarcasm #simon-lewis #sarcasm