His eyes went soft and silver as she spoke. “Zhe shi jie shang, wo shi zui ai ne de,” he whispered. She understood it. In all the world, you are what I love the most.
He’d woken up the next day in the city hospital with Magnus Bane staring down at him with an odd expression – it could have been deep concern or merely curiosity, it was hard to tell with Magnus.
It’s your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn’t make you crazy, just different.
If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes.
Alec had his arms around Magnus and was kissing him, full on the mouth. Magnus, who appeared to be in a state of shock, stood frozen.
Clary stopped dead in her tracks. “Simon?” “Oh, God,” said Jace, sounding resigned. “And here I’d actually hoped I’d got hold of something interesting.” -Clary and Jace pg. 114.
You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?
I don’t do what I’m told, but I might do what you want if you ask me nicely.
The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don’t even know what the word means.
Fate is never fair. You are caught in a current much stronger than you are; struggle against it and you’ll drown not just yourself but those who try to save you. Swim with it. and you’ll survive.
If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change.
Every memory was valuable; even the bad ones.
You never really hate anyone as much as someone you cared about once.
I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a boom box.
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and then throw it in the face of the person who gave you the lemons until they give you the oranges you originally asked for.
Despite everything, I can’t bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more than I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other.
Jace suggested that the cast of “Gilligan’s Island” could go do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.
Why should I tell you everything about how I feel when you never tell me anything?
It’s like banging my head against the wall, except if I were actually banging my head on a wall, I’d be able to make myself stop.
Raphael snapped, “This isn’t funny.” “That’s why no one’s laughing.” Jace stood, hauling Raphael upright, jamming the tip of his knife between Raphael’s shoulder blades.