Who said we were owed happiness?

Alec watched them through the half-open door, Jace leaned against the sink as his adoptive sister sponged his wrists and wrapped them in a white gauze. “Okay, now take off your shirt.” (Isabelle) “I knew there was something in this for you.” (Jace) ~pg. 329~

Atque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale,” he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.

My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.

I want you to be happy, and him to be happy. And yet when you walk that aisle to meet him and join yourselves forever you will walk an invisible path of the shards of my heart Tessa. I would give over my own life for either of yours.

I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.

The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love."— Madame Dorothea