Or perhaps this hostility of yours is the pretense. Love does make liars out of your kind.

He wanted to make her laugh. He wanted to sit and listen to her talk about books until his ears fell off. But all these were things he could not want, because they were things he could not have, and wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness.

James had given his heart to this girl, Magnus thought, and Magnus knew well enough from Edmund and Will what it meant when a Herondale gave his heart away. It was not a gift that could be returned.

i've never asked him but i'm sure he has a fairly stringent policy about random teenagers lurking in his strubbery

It was strange how your world could shift on its axis and everything you trusted could invert itself in what seemed like no time at all.

She looked around. They had drifted far away from the bank of the canal. "Are we stealing this boat?" "Stealing' is such an ugly word," he mused. "What do you want to call it?" He picked her up and swung her around before putting her down. "An extreme case of window-shopping.

Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow.