She had made the choice for him - in a moment of flight and panic, but she had made it - not realizing that her Jace would rather die than be like this, and that she'd been not so much saving his life as damning him to an existence he would despise.

It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's like a million little paper cuts every day.

Do you ever feel like screaming?' Clary asked him [Jace]. 'Some of the time.

It was only recently that Isabelle had realized other girls weren’t just for envying, avoiding, or disliking.

And we believe in his promises. Therefore you can never lose hope - hatikva - because if you keep hope alive, it will keep you alive.

Women do not think with logic and discretion but with emotions of the heart

You couldnt erase everything that caused you pain with recollection.Every memory was valuable; even the bad ones