Hodge had given up a long time ago trying to live a better life or a different one; all he wanted was not to be afraid, and so he was afraid all the time

Raphael snapped, "This isn't funny." "That's why no one's laughing." Jace stood, hauling Raphael upright, jamming the tip of his knife between Raphael's shoulder blades.

Every memory was valuable; even the bad ones.

You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.

He was Will, in all his perfect imperfection; Will, whose heart was as easy to break as it was carefully guarded; Will, who loved not wisely but entirely and with everything he had.

My hair is naturally blonde... Just for the record. ~ Jace

Do you even really know how vampires are made?' 'Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much.