He knew in the way that she was a part of him, the way her breathing was his breathing, and her dreams were his dreams, and her blood was his blood, and when her heart stopped he knew that his would too, and he would be glad, because he wouldn’t want to live one second in a world that didn’t have her in it.
There is no better distraction in this world than losing oneself in books for awhile.
The world is terrible,” said Mark tonelessly. “And some are drawn down into it and drown there, and some rise above and carry others with them.
I know you have nothing to worry about. I wasn’t in love with Mark. I’ll never be in love with anyone again who isn’t you.
I read once that explaining a joke is like dissecting a frog,” Mark said. “You find out how it works, but the frog dies in the process.
Every decision you make, makes you. Never let other people choose who you’re going to be.
Faith isn’t never having any doubts; it’s having what you need to overcome them.
Sometimes when you start a war, you want to make pancakes.
When people die, our dreams of what they could be die with them. Even if ours is the hand that ends them.
Trust. It is like placing a blade in someone’s hand and setting the very point to your heart.
They all yelled in excitement. Tamara yelled because she was happy. Aaron yelled because he liked it when other people were happy, and Call yelled because he was sure they were going to die.
Every student, Shadowhunter and mundane alike, knew the name Herondale. It was Jace’s last name. It was the name of heroes.
To make a true choice, we must have true knowledge.
That’s everyone’s dream, isn’t it, really? Instead of many who give you little pieces of themselves-one who gives you everything.
He grinned, and the grin changed his face completely. Ty when he was still and expressionless had an intensity that fascinated Kit; when he was smiling, he was extraordinary.
This cat is looking at me with judgment.”“He’s not,” said Jules. “That’s just his face.”“You look at me the same way,” Mark said, glancing at Julian. “Judgy face.
Like all Herondales, his ability to love without measure, without end, was both his great gift and his great curse.
I think you cannot root out love entirely. I think where there has been love, there will always be embers, as the remains of a bonfire outlast the flame.
Do not let any of them tell you who you are. You are the flame that cannot be put out. You are the star that cannot be lost. You are who you have always been, and that is enough and more than enough. Anyone who looks at you and sees darkness is blind.
Grief can be so bad you can’t breathe, but that’s what it means to be human. We lose, we suffer, but we have to keep breathing.