Jace perched on the windowsill and looked down at him. "You really don't get this bodyguard thing, do you?" "I didn't even think you liked me all that much," said Simon. "Is this one of those keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer things?" "I thought it was keep your friends close so you have someone to drive the car when you sneak over to your enemy's house a night and throw up in his mailbox." "I'm pretty sure that's not it

Will looking after her, sighed.not for her, he said under his breath, though there was no one to hear him, for me.... And he leaned his head against the cold iron gate.

You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?

Jem is nothing but goodness. That he struck you last night only shows how capable you are of driving even saints to madness.

Look on the bright side," said Simon, "If they need a human sacrifice, you can always offer me. I'm not sure the rest of you qualify anyway.

The girl behind the scrawled letters. I loved you from the moment I read them. I love you still.” - Will Herondale

I get a lot of inspiration from research in mythology and folklore, I find that stories people told each other thousands of years ago are still relevant now.