You don't get it, Clary. You don't understand what it's like to live always at war, to grow up with battle and sacrifice. I guess it's not your fault. It's just how you were brought up-

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?

The voice of Love seemed to call to me, but it was a wrong number.

In a godless universe, all we have is each other.

To find the joy, ignite the light of love.

Step out from the crowd because it'll lead to nowhere..!

Forgetfulness transforms every occurrence into a non-occurrence.

The wisdom of others remains dull till it is writ over with our own blood. We are essentially apart from the world; it bursts into our consciousness only when it sinks its teeth and nails into us.

Green is the new black: make the environment part of your personal brand.

I ate too many Frosted Flakes. I don't remember what I said last night.

Every free man has a right to the use of the press, so he has to the use of his arms.

For the most part, for me and my friends, there's always an emotional attachment that clouds women's judgment.