He thought of his remembrance of Jordan, thought of how it hurt to even look at Isabelle and Clary. Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.

Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.

Simon was still trying to work out how Shadowhunter government and also Shadowhunter family trees worked. They all seemed to be related to each other and it was very disturbing.

Feeling this way was a particular kind of horror, having the emotions without the memories.

When he let go of Clary, he turned and hugged Jace. Clary watched, tears running down her face.

He had to escape. He had to go and become a hero, the way he had been once.

Life is like a snowflake—transient, translucent, adventurous, ephemeral, and beautiful.

It isn't where you came from

I never turned to drink. It seemed to turn to me.

The only time we fail is when we stop trying.

From fanaticism to barbarism is only one step.

I still believe in Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and true love. Don't even try to tell me different.

For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.

I think for a lot of young people there is a sense that maybe the future is not going to be everything it was held out to be, especially if they're coming out with a lot of student debt.

The best love advice I've ever received is probably, 'I'm not leaving the relationship; I'm just leaving the house.'

It looked like a ballpark. It smelled like a ballpark. It had a feeling and a heartbeat, a personality that was all baseball.