Regret is such a pointless emotion, don't you agree?

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.

I tell myself he's better than he makes himself out to be, but, Tessa, what if he isn't?

Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.

We’re Nephilim. Every one of our life’s passages has some mystical component — our births, our deaths, our, marriages, everything has a ceremony and a rune. There is one as well if you wish to become someone’s parabatai. It’s no small commitment.

Her eyes met his, but she looked quickly away; entangling gazes with Will was confusing at best, dizzying at worst.

It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl.