He had become a monster. You just couldn't see it...because it wore the face of a friend.

Jace,” she said. “Why are you doing this to me?” “Because you’re lying to me. And you’re lying to yourself.” Jace’s eyes were blazing, and even though his hands were stuffed into his pockets, she could see that they were knotted into fists.

She had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each one of them from the other.

Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.

Amor verus numquam moritur: True love never dies

As long as everyone's wearing their own pants." "I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation.

If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered. Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?" Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat." That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup.