She opened her mouth to answer, but he was already kissing her. She had kissed him so many timesโsoft gentle kisses, hard and desperate ones, brief brushes of the lips that said good-bye, and kisses that seemed to go on for hoursโand this was no different. The way the memory of someone who had once lived in a house might linger even after they were gone, like a sort of psychic imprint, her body remembered Jace. Remembered the way he tasted, the slant of his mouth over hers, his scars under her fingers, the shape of his body under her hands.
Cassandra ClareIf there's a thing I've learned in my life it's to not be afraid of the responsibility that comes with caring for other people. What we do for love: those things endure. Even if the people you do them for don't
Cassandra ClareSmarmy little prig,โ Will snarled, leaning father forward, as if he longed to reach through the magical portal and strangle Gabriel. โWhen I get him aloneโฆโ โI ought to go in with her instead,โ Gabriel went on. โI can look out for her a bit more. Instead of simply looking out for myself.โ โHangingโs too good for him,โ agreed Jem, who looked as if he were trying not to laugh. โTessa knows Will,โ protested Charlotte. โShe trusts Will.โ โI wouldnโt go that far,โ muttered Tessa.
Cassandra ClareYou know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.
Cassandra Clare