One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking.

Sebastian just smiled. “I could hear your heart beating,” he said softly. “When you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you?” “That you seem to be dating my dad?” Jace shrugged. "You’re a little young for him, to be honest.” “What?” For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.

I think the main thing to remember when writing a novel is to stay true to the characters.

I mean, is there a chance for me? To have another life after this, a better one?

Because', she said, 'your problems are not real problems. You're dating two beautiful girls at once. Think about it. That's like...having rock-star problems.' 'Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star.

You had to know a person well to make them laugh like that.

You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?