Whatever you are physically,' he said, 'Male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy -- all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are the flame.

He would look so young. They were both so young. Tessa knew it was unusual to marry at seventeen and eighteen, but they were racing a clock. The clock of Jem's life, before it wound down.

Aren't you, uh..." Clary searched for the right word. "Reproducing?

But I think it has to do with what you believe about yourself. If you believe you're damned, then you are. But if you don't...

The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love."— Madame Dorothea

He's not here." "Not here like he just popped around the corner to the bodega for a six-pack of Diet Coke and a box of Krispy Kremes, or not here like.

I would give you everything of myself. I would give you more in two weeks than most men would give you in a lifetime.