He found himself looking into many faces for potentional love, and seeing many people as shining vessels of possibility. Perhaps this time there would be that indefinable something that sent hungry hearts roving, longing and searching for something, they knew not what, and yet could not give up the quest.
Cassandra ClareWhat if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?
Cassandra ClareAnd maybe I am a monster. I don't know the answer to that. But what I do know is that even if there's demon blood inside me, there is human blood inside me as well. And I couldn't love you like I do if I weren't at least a little bit human. Because demons want. But they don't love.
Cassandra ClareYou have ruthlessness in your bones and ice in your heart, Clarissa. Don't tell me any differently.
Cassandra Clare