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Our hearts, they need a mirror, Tessa. We see our better selves in the eyes of those who love us.

Being remembered, and remembered so kindly, touched him more than he would have thought possible.

the action we take in the name of love,those are moral or immoral.and normally it wouldn't matter

She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?

Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope.

I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.

From the first time I saw you, I've belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. -Jace

She wondered why she’d ever thought trusting someone who wore that much eyeliner was a good idea.

Clary wondered how many boyfriends she'd turned into rats by accident. -Clary to Isabelle, pg.245-

Alec would have said he could have benefited from a bit more in the way of constructive cowardice.

And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.

'City of Fallen Angels' ended on a cliffhanger. That was equally loved and hated by my readership.

Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.” “Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.

One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking.

Well, you know, your mom gets like this sometimes," Simon said. "Like when she breathes in or out.

There was something peculiarly gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out.

When Jace opened the greenhouse door, the scent hit Clary, soft as the padded blow of a cat's paw.

When the soul has left the body, it belongs to death. And it cannot be taken back without a price.

He kissed each finger, and with each one of them spoken a word. Five kisses, five words. His last.

Someday," Magnus said, looking at the crumpled royal person at his feet, "I must write my memoirs.

I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus.

Tessa knows Will,” protested Charlotte. “She trusts Will.” “Iwouldn’t go that far,” muttered Tessa.

Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.

We are not our parents, Gabriel. We do not have to carry the burden of their choices or their sins.

Would you like to meet him? I could summon him up in a trice of you like. Being a warlock, and all.

Sometimes one must choose whether to be kind or honorable," he said. "Sometimes one cannot be both.

Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.

Will you come with me? For I cannot wait to share the world with you, Jem. There is so much to see.

We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now." "I was going to watch Project Runway.

You have ruthlessness in your bones and ice in your heart, Clarissa. Don't tell me any differently.

When two people are at one in their inmost hearts, they shatter even the strength of iron or bronze.

There are so many worse things than death. Not to be loved or not to be able to love: that is worse.

You screamed.” Will said. “Is that all you did?” “I screamed a great deal.” Tatiana sounded injured.

And what if I'm the one who kills him?" "My heart is your heart," he said, "My hands are your hands.

Don't sulk. For someone with all the grace and coordination of a pregnant wildebeest, you did great.

It's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand.

You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.

It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's like a million little paper cuts every day.

If I might ask--," she began. Will sighed. "You know you'll ask whether I say it's all right or not.

i told you he'd freak out, she siad. didn't i? ah, the i told you so, jace said. always a classy move

You can’t just keep grabbing at me every time you see me. It’s not a substitute for actually talking.

I’ve been wandering around all night—I couldn’t sleep—and I kept finding myself walking here. To you.

It sucked to be old enough to want to know what was going on, but so young you were always dismissed.

Will’s hand looked brown and sunburnt by contrast, their fingers dovetailed together like piano keys.

He shone all over. Only Magnus, Simon thought resignedly, would have access to sequined battle armor.

I do not mean to seem indelicate or ungrateful," said Linette Owens, "but are you a dangerous lunatic?

And what colour do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?' 'Mauve,' said Will.

But it was mortality that made them what they were, the flame that blazed brighter for it's flickering

Hello?" Isabelle called from the other side. "Simon, is your diva moment over? I need to talk to Jace.

A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.

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