My mom says you only need three people you can rely on to achieve self-actualization.

"Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" asked Simon. "No," Jace said. "Sometimes he sits on the couch and does it."

If you lay one hand on Simon, vampire, I'll have you chopped up into tiny pieces and fed to my cat. Understand?

We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Can I touch your mango?

There is no cure for fictional character love, but the plus side is that it is an entirely benign disease with no bad side effects.

How strange to have the power to literally transform yourself into other people, and yet be so unable to put yourself in their place.