It’s love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don’t have to treat everything like it’s a last stand.
Enormous? Did you just call me FAT? I am not fat. – Jace.
It’s very advanced of you to have accepted my mortality so fatalistically.
No good sentences ever include the word ‘should.’ I should have paid the tavern bill; now they’re coming to break my legs. I should never have run off with my best friend’s wife; now she devils me constantly. I should –.
You cannot buy or drug or dream your way out of pain.
You are in love and you think that is all there is in the world. But the world is bigger than you, Will, and may have need of you. You are a Shadowhunter. You serve a greater cause. Your life is not yours to throw away.
Simon to die. Jace to live. Jonathon to retune. And you Valentine’s daughter, to be the catalist of it all.
Will you do me the honor of being my wife?
You have ruthlessness in your bones and ice in your heart, Clarissa. Don’t tell me any differently.
Clary found herself wondering if the forsaken were edible.
She gritted her teeth. She was here with Sebastian, on her way to see a powerful warlock, and mentally she was maundering on about the way Jace smelled.
Don’t you hate it? Not ever saying how you really feel?
I love you. And I don’t want to lose you.
Your place is with me. It always will be. -Jem Carstairs.
I’m not sure there’s such thing a thing as a normal life.
You asked me who I belong to. I belong to you.
There are memories that time can’t erase, Clarissa. Ask your friend, Magnus Bane, if you don’t believe me. Forever does not make loss forgettable. Only bearable.
Jordan followed, buttoning his jeans and muttering about how there was nothing strange about having a pattern of dancing penguins on your underwear.
The young man who appeared at the mouth of the alley was pale in the lamplight – paler even than he usually was, which was quite pale indeed.
Will speechless for once, a glass of water frozen halfway to his lips.