But they love each other," Clary said, appalled. "Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?" Luke looked toward the river, at the dark water moving slowly under the light of the autumn moon. "Sometimes, Clary," he said, "love just isn't enough.
Cassandra ClareI'm Magnus Bane." he went on in a soothing tone, stretching out his ringed hands. Blue sparks had begun to dance between them like bioluminescence dancing water. "I'm the warlock who's here to cure you. Didn't they tell you I was comming?" "I know who you are, but..." Maia looked dazed. "You look so... so... shiny.
Cassandra ClareOh, I'll trust you," the boy told him carelessly. "It hardly matters. We are all betrayed sooner or laterโall betrayed, or traitors." "I see that a flair for the dramatic runs in the blood," Magnus said under his breath.
Cassandra ClareYou're Valentine's son. I'm sure you're the one the Queen really wants to see. Besides, you're charming. Maybe not at the moment.
Cassandra Clare