Unhappy? I was lucky. So, so lucky. And I couldn’t see it.” His eyes met hers. “I love you,” he said. “And you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And now that I know what it’s like to be someone else—to lose myself—I want my life back. My family. You. All of it.” His eyes darkened. “I want it back.

Lightwoods,” Magnus said. “They always have to have the last word.

Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.

Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush.

Everything that happens to you matters to me.

I am not a certified idiot—" "Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered.

One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking.