You have a history of starving yourself, " he says gently.I lift my head. I meet his gaze. "I have a history that I don't like to talk about.

You wanted to live, " he says."You say that like it's a good thing. A virtue.""What is it really?"I think about this. "Selfish.""Wanting to live is selfish?""Yes.

Because blood is blood, and every family has its own force.Its own flavor.Its own charm and strange.

She must have seen more of my charm than my strangeness tonight.

A dream is not needing anything. If it is a good one, it is waiting peaceably for ever until it is released and allowed to do its job. If it is a bad one, it is always fighting to get out.

What if deep down inside you...you knew you were more amazing and magnificent than you thought you were?

It had been a long time since i dared call anyone a friend. The concept was only theoretical to me now.

Capitalism is always evaluated against dreams. Utopia is a dream. It doesn't exist.

Investing in science education and curiosity-driven research is investing in the future.

You tried to drink the East River,"Magnus said, and Alec saw, as if for the first time, that Magnus's clothes were soaking wet too, sticking to his body like a dark second skin.

Costume is a huge part of getting into character. Your body soaks in what you're wearing, and you turn into someone else.

I hitchhiked at high school. My parents thought was a perfectly normal thing to do even though God knows I got blown a lot of times riding home from school.

At 2 per cent growth a year, an economy doubles in size in just thirty years.