But I will never have a bride.

Parabatai" said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together - who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than justmy best friend.

Whither thou goest, I will go; Where thou diest, will I die And there will I be buried: The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.

I love you. And I don't want to lose you.

Wherever we are, we are as one

Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.

We're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?

Don't bother her, don't try to talk to her, don't even look at her, or I'll fold you in half so many times you'll look like a tiny little origami werewolf.

The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.

You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.

Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me and will fight with me.

Abiding in the vine leads to fruit bearing.

To die hating them, that was freedom.

When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.

You’re not interested in her because by your definition she isn’t real. But your brain doesn’t know the difference. It’s all just chemicals firing and testosterone giving you a hard-on.

You may have been too quick to admit the difficulty of a specific task. The question is "how many times have you tried dealing with it"? Don't say it's difficult if you haven't tried it!

It's not just a question of doing what you love for a living. It's about doing what you love with love. Then your life and all be transformed.

Every man must do two things alone he must do his own believing and his own dying.

The hardest thing [for me] is to 'just' agree, and that is what sparks creativity, the feeling that something can be better, the feeling that something's missing, the feeling that something's needed.

It may surprise people to learn that one elephant is killed every 15 minutes for its ivory.

It's all very well to read about sorrows and imagine yourself living through them heroically, but it's not so nice when you really come to have them, is it?