Not everything is about you, " Clary said furiously."Possibly, " Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.

I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do.

Keeping demons from this world is your mandate, a mandate from heaven. And a mandate from heaven isn't something you can just ignore.

From the first time I saw you, I've belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. -Jace

In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn't matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did.

Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger.

People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but its the way you live your life that matters.

I've always been told my presence brightened up any room. One might think that went doubly for dank underground cell." (Jace)

And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?" His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching.

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.

Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?

Fear always springsfrom ignorance.

What is research but a blind date with knowledge?

In most people's vocabularies, design means veneer. It's interior decorating. It's the fabric of the curtains and the sofa. But to me, nothing could be further from the meaning of design.

When you are not sure what to do now just keep doing what God told you to do last!

Time is a wonderful storyteller.

I like to think that one of things I've done with non-fiction since the very beginning is to find new ways of telling true stories.

I think [director] Malcolm Lee is a real master at being able to make you laugh while bringing serious subject-matter, so the movie doesn't hinge on silliness, but on real life.

The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people.

I grew up on a dirt road with brothers.

Love is indeed at root the product of the firings of neurons and release of hormones.