I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.

He found himself looking into many faces for potentional love, and seeing many people as shining vessels of possibility. Perhaps this time there would be that indefinable something that sent hungry hearts roving, longing and searching for something, they knew not what, and yet could not give up the quest.

Why do you do these things to yourself? Not just what you did to the window, but the way you talked to Clary. What are you punishing yourself for? You can't help how you feel.

No one blames her." "That never matters," said Alec. "Not when you blame yourself.

By the time Alec came back into the training room, Jace was lying on the floor, envisioning lines of dancing girls in an effort to ignore the pain in his wrists. It wasn’t working. ~pg. 317~

She still felt his gaze on her like the brush of a finger across the back of her neck, making her shiver.

wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness