Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.

Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.

He seemed to realize she was staring at him, because the cursing stopped. "You cut me," he said. His voice was pleasant. British. Very ordinary. He looked at his hand with critcal interest. "It might be fatal." Tessa looked at him with wide eyes. "Are you the Magister?" He tilted his hand to the side. Blood ran down it, spattering the floor. "Dear me, massive blood loss. Death could be imminent.

trying to read his face. It was like a book written in a foreign language she'd studied all too briefly.

You could have anything else in the world. and you asked for me.

The truth is that I love Simon like I should love you, and I wish that he was my brother and you weren't." - Clary

Speaking of hope, did you see that shot Alec got off with his bow? That's my boyfriend.