The world is a wheel. When we rise or fall, we do it together.

It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.

Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?

Have you fallen in love with wrong person yet?

Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires?" Will touched the dried blood on his wrists, and smiled. "They don't expect it." "Of course they don't. They know what happens when one of us consumes vampire blood. They probably expect you to have more sense." "That expectation never seems to serve them very well, does it?

She had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each one of them from the other.

If you do not intend to help us," she said, "then leave this house. Dawn is coming." "I am not a vampire." Magnus said. "I shall not disappear with the light" "You will if I kill you before the sun comes up.