I always thought love made you stupid. Made you weak. A bad Shadowhunter. 'To love is to destroy.'I believed that[...]I used to think being a good warrior meant not caring,[...] And then I met you. You were a mundane. Weak. Not a fighter. Never trained[...] Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger than anyone I'd ever met. And I realized I was the one who was weak.

He kissed each finger, and with each one of them spoken a word. Five kisses, five words. His last.

Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.

I know you worry about me needing you, but I shouldn't be with you because I need you. I should be with you because I love you.

Filters are for cigarrettes and coffee," Simon muttered under his breath as they went inside. "Two things I could use right now, incidentally.

You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me." She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. "But I don't want anything else in the world.

But you have to learn to bend a little," "Or you'll brake." -Clarissa Fray