That though he is weak, he can still burn.

Who ever said the world was fair?

Of course I can see you. I'm not blind, you know. Oh, but you are. You just don't know it.

From the first time I saw you, I've belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. -Jace

Comforting someone when they were stricken with loss was something else. It meant commitment. It meant caring. It meant you wanted to ease their pain, and at the same time you were thanking God that whatever the bad thing was that had happened, it hadn't happened to them.

Isabella with her whip and boots and knives would chop anyone who tried to pen her up in a tower into pieces, build a bridge out of the remains, and walk carelessly to freedom, her hair looking fabulous the entire time.

... love given without free will or truthfulness wasn't love at all.