The Law may be hard but it's the law.

Shutting your eyes and pretending something's not happening doesn't make it not true, Jace.

The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name.

You’re attacking that one like a wolverine.

Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present. Will was beautiful, but he was not hers; he was anybody's. Something in him was broken, and trough that break spilled a blind cruelty, a need to hurt and to push away.

Love did not overcome everything. Love did not always endure. All you had could be taken away, love could be the last thing you had, and then love could be taken too.

I have the benefit of experience which tells me that sulking solves nothing