I always need your strength,Alec

I am sorry," Will said. "No," Jem said... "Don't be ordinary like that. Don't say you're sorry.

I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.

He found himself wanting to write poetry about how her blue eyes were like starlight and her hair like night, because "night" and "starlight" rhymed, but he had a feeling the poem wouldn't turn out that well.

the action we take in the name of love,those are moral or immoral.and normally it wouldn't matter

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.

It's because you're too scared to tell anyone who you really love. Love makes us liars.