And the answer is yes. I have loved you. I always have, and I always will.

You bled on the Speaking stars ...I bet there's a law somewhere about that.

Magnus did not take such suffering lightly, but even mortals did not die of broken hearts. No matter how cruel Grace had been, he told himself, James would heal. Even though he was a Herondale.

A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude. -Clary, pg.243-

I know what you said! My mother would never have belonged to something like that. Some kind of-some kind of hate group." "It wasn't-," Jace began, but Hodge cut him off. "I doubt," he said slowly, as if the words pained him, "that she had much choice." Clary stared. "What are you talking about? Why wouldn't she have had a choice?" "Because," said Hodge, "she was Valentine's wife.

I'm not ritualistic about writing. I try to write as often as possible, which means that I have to be able to write in all kinds of situations, whether it's at home on my couch, out at a cafe, or traveling.

The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.