I think when we make choices—for each choice is individual of the choices we have made before—we must examine not only our reasons for making them but what result they will have, and whether good people will be hurt by our decisions.

Fine." Magnus stood up. "But," he added, pausing by Alec's chair and leaning in close to him, "you are not trivial." Alec flushed. "If you say so," he said. "I say so," said Magnus, and he turned to follow Isabelle out of the room.

His blue eyes were very dark...Will's were the colour of the sky just on the edge of the night.

Magnus, I wish I had the nerve to wear the kind of pants you do.

What you're blaming yourself for is being who you are. And that's no one's fault and nothing you can change.

I love you so much, so incredibly much," he went on, "and I forget when you're close to me, I forget who you are. I forget that you're Jem's. I'd have to be the worst sort of person to think what I'm thinking right now. But I am thinking it.

You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.