Love isn't a weakness.

It was like the calm just as one engaged in battle, Will thought, when thought fled and inevitability took over.

Is this one of those days where we all stalk out in fury? Because I simply haven't got the energy for it.

I'll walk you back, Jace said. "As for Simon, he can manage his own way back in the dark-can't you Simon?" "Of course he can, Alec said indignantly, as if eager to make up for his earlier slighting of Simon. "He's a vampire-and," he added, "I just realized that you were probably joking. Never mind me.

For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not be quite as you left him.

Love make us a liar. . Jace Wayland/Herondale, City of Ashes

Looking at her, he was in London again. He saw the gaslight and smelled the smoke and dirt and horses, the metallic tang of fog, the flowers in Kew Gardens. He saw a boy with black hair and blue eyes like Alec's. A girl with long brown curls and a serious face. In a world where everything went away from him eventually, she was one of the few remaining constants.