Jace,โ she said. โWhy are you doing this to me?โ โBecause youโre lying to me. And youโre lying to yourself.โ Jaceโs eyes were blazing, and even though his hands were stuffed into his pockets, she could see that they were knotted into fists.
Cassandra ClareThe past is nothing to [the young], not even another country as it is to the old, or even a nightmare as it is to the guilty.
Cassandra ClareI am glad,โ he said. โThey will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, butโsurely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.
Cassandra Clare