Sometimes hope was all you had.
The sea wears down cliffs, Emma, and turns them into sand; so love wears us down and breaks our defences. You only do not know how much it means, to have people who will fight for you when it goes wrong.
Why not risk your life, if you don’t want to live anyway? Why not risk your life if you’ll never be happy no matter what you do?
Babies: more like the Spanish Inquisition than you think.
Uncle Will frequently gave dramatic readings from the book he was writing on demon pox, which were very droll.
Sometimes people get taken away from you whether you want it or not. And sometimes that hurts so much, it might be easier to forget.
Everybody in this academy, Shadowhunters and mundanes, people with the Sight and without it, every one of them is looking to be a hero. We are all hoping for it, and trying for it, and soon we will all be bleeding for it.
Your pretense does not fool me, gnome. My eye will be upon you.
We are Shadowhunters. We do not wait to be saved by others. We save ourselves.
Many choices were not easy-they were near impossible, and there was no point hating poeple who were forced to make them.
Few of us are lucky enough ever to know the whole truth about anything.
We don’t see the things that are closest to us. It’s the nature of people.
Love could be a last hope and a star to steer by.
Believe me, I’ve felt like I might go to Hell for it. If there is a Hell.
Siempre hay que tener cuidado con los libros, y con lo que contienen, porque las palabras tienen el poder de cambiarnos.
Beauty can be like that. Beauty cannot be trusted. Beauty can slip through your fingers like water and burn on your tongue like poison. Beauty can be the shining wall that keeps you from all you love.
What’s next? You want to convince me they’re making another crap Last Airbender movie?
Those who are not faeries find comfort in lies. I cannot judge that.
Also, for the record, only one of us has actually been a rat – and you’ll note he’s not the one crying.
What am I?” he asked. “I am Edmund Herondale, and, my lady, I am always and forever at your service. If you will have me.” He smiled, and the smile was slow and devastating. In the dark narrow street long past midnight, his eyes were high summer.