Tessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What had she nearly told Will?
Jem knotted his fingers in the material of Will's sleeve. "You are my parabatai," he said, "You said once I could ask anything of you.
Love potions? For Will Herondale? T’aint my way to turn down payment, but any man who looks like you has got no need of love potions, and that’s a fact.
When he saw her, he wanted to be with her; when he was with her, he ached to touch her; when he touched even her hand, he wanted to embrace her.
Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die.
Nearly unable to bear the thought of how much he needed her quiet strength, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the cold glass.
Whither thou goest, I will go; Where thou diest, will I die And there will I be buried: The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.
She hated that little voice inside her head. Like the Seelie Queen, it planted doubts where there shouldn't be doubts, asked questions that had no answer.
I do urge you to welcome children. Even one child will make a difference in your life that you cannot fathom. I promise you, my girl.
All I know is that I love you. And for the first time, that's good enough.
I have a plan." He groaned. "I was afraid of that." "My plans are terrible." "Isabelle's plans are terrible." He pointed a finger at her. " plans are suicidal. At best.
It’s me,” said Jace. “Watching me play Scrabble is enough to make most women swoon. Imagine if I actually put in some effort.
We’re meant to protect each other, but not from everything. Not from the truth. That’s what it means to love someone but let them be themselves. -Jace Wayland
There’s more to honesty than … than an arrangement of words. They say faeries can’t lie, but you lie in your intentions, your attitude, your demeanor —
Is your inner vampire different from your...outer vampire?' 'Definitely. He wants me to wear midriff-baring shirts and a fedora.' 'So your inner vampire is Magnus?
Does that mean you agree?" He groaned. "I think it means you crushed my spirit and beat me down." "Fantastic.
Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.
Ah,” said Magnus. “Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing, while also being an object of mockery and hilarity for those of us who are more sophisticated.
He is a Shadowhunter,” said Jocelyn. “His loyalty will be to Clave and Covenant.” “He’s my friend,” said Magnus coldly. “His loyalty is to me.
The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas when the Great Creator was a child himself.
