But the Silent Brothers have tried everything to separate Jace from the Heavenly fire, and they can’t do it. It’s in his soul. So what’s their plan, hitting Sebastian over the head with Jace until he passes out?
Love makes us liars.
You’ve changed me for the better, and even if you left me, I would still have that.” He paused. “Not that you should leave me,” he added hastily.
The best thing Valentine ever did for me was send me to you.
Magnus had heard the story of how the Nephilim were created many times. They must have forgotten to leave out the bit that said: And the Angel descended from on high and gave his chosen ones fantastic abs.
That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could only hope what they made would endure.
To love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be destroyed.
She’d cried loudly enough that the man sitting across from her had offered her a tissue, and she’d screamed, what do you think you’re looking at jerk? At him, because that was what you did in New York. After that she felt a little better.
The only way you would have failed,” she said, “is if you had.
We all must sacrifice for love.
It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone.
There might be a God, Clary, and there might not, but I don’t think it matters. Either way, we’re on our own.
There must always be a first,” said Jem. “It is not easy to be first, and it is not always rewarding, but it is important.
You know, when most girls say they want a “big rock”, they don’t mean, you know, literally a BIG ROCK.
Magnus knelt first. Clary would never have guessed that. Magnus was so proud, but then it was a pride that transcended the emptiness of gestures. She doubted it would shame him to kneel when it meant nothing to him.
There was something about having someone care about you like that that made you feel like you could never be totally alone.
Alec said you do that,” said Jace. “Deflect questions about yourself with jokes.
Then Alec had smiled at one of Magnus’s jokes, and the smile had lit a lamp in his solemn face, making his blue eyes brilliant, and briefly taking Magnus’s breath away.
Sometimes you must lose everything to gain it again, and the regaining is the sweeter for the pain of loss.
Take me home. But this was home, Jace’s arms surrounding her, the cold wind of Alicante in their clothes, her fingers digging into the back of his neck, the place where his hair curled softly against the skin.