You are not the last dream of my soul. You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.

If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered. Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?" Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat." That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup.

The only alternative seems to be doing nothing…and doing nothing, I find, rarely accomplishes anything

I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain

You never really hate anyone as much as someone you cared about once.

Tessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What had she nearly told Will?

Also, I'm sleeping with your mom. Just thought you should know.