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“I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I will want him. And even then I suspect my particles will long for his.”
― Ann Aguirre, Doubleblind

“He was an answer to a question she'd forgotten to ask.”
― Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange

“I was thinking about the first time I ever saw you," he said, "and how after that I couldn't forget you. I wanted to, but I couldn't stop myself. I forced Hodge to let me be the one who came to find you and bring you back to the Institue. And even back then, in that stupid coffee shop, when I saw you sitting on that couch with Simon, even then that felt wrong to me-- I should have been the one sitting with you. The one who made you laugh like that. I couldn't get rid of that feeling. That it should have been me. And the more I knew you, the more I felt it--it had never been like that for me before. I'd always wanted a girl and then gotten to know her and not wanted her anymore, but with you the feeling just got stronger and stronger until that night when you showed up at Renwick's and I knew.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“I know it's wrong - God, it's all kinds of wrong - but I just want to lie down with you and wake up with you, just once, just once ever in my life.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“Tucker," I say. "I'm so glad you're still here."
I throw myself into his arms. He hugs me tightly.
"I couldn't leave," he says.
"I know."
"I mean, literally. I don't have a ride.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.”
― Jeanette Winterson

“He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again.”
― Chelsie Shakespeare

“If I lay here
If I just lay here
would you lie with me and just forget the world?”
― Snow Patrol

“Tucker: "But she gave me the perfect gift."
Clara: "What?"
Tucker: "You.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“So often we only do what we think is expected of us, when we are capable of so much more.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker: Why would you tell me now if it's against the rules?
Clara: Because I love you.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Think about a good memory, she whispers in my mind. Remember a moment when you loved him.

And just like that, I do.

"What did the fish say when it hit a concrete wall?" he asked me. We're sitting on the bank of a stream and he's tying a fly onto my fishing rod, wearing a cowboy hat and red lumberjack-style flannel shirt over a gray tee. So adorable.
"What?" I say, he grins. Unbelievable of how gorgeous he is. And that he's mine. He loves me and I love him.
"Dam!" he says.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Hey, Carrots," he says.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There's only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“Pity party over?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Good. Not good to wallow for too long. It's bad for the complextion.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“You have made my life into something so extraordinary, you can't even know.”
― Cynthia Hand, Hallowed

“Once upon a time there was a girl."

"Not a princess?!"

"No, definitely not! She was too smart to be a princess. Tough too...Stronger than anyone realized."

"Does she live happily ever after?"

"Shouldn't there be something in the middle?"

"I like to read the ending first." (Wicked Lovely)”
― Melissa Marr

“He looked good, like sin in a suit.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“You're just worried they'll hire a male instructor and he'll be hotter than you."
Jace's eyebrows went up. "Hotter than me?"
"It could happen," Clary said, "You know, theoretically."
"Theoretically the planet could suddenly crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other, forever and tragically parted, but I'm not worried about that either. Some things," Jace said, with his customary crooked smile, "are just too unlikely to dwell upon.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“You know, some people think Shadowhunters are just myths. Like mummies and genies." Kyle grinned at Jace. "Can you grant wishes?"

"That depends," he said. "Do you wish to be punched in the face?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“What's the point in wasting a perfectly good brick wall when you have someone to throw against it, that's what I always say.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Hey," said Jace. who was sitting on an overturned speaker, looking at his cellphone, "do you want to see a photo of Alec and Magnus in Berlin?"
"Not really," said Simon.
"Magnus is wearing lederhosen."
"And yet, still no.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“He looks," Simon had once said to Isabelle, "like he's thinking about something deep and meaningful, but if you ask him what it is, he'll punch you in the face.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Oh, good. You're starting to talk about yourself in the third person. That's not a sign of impending megalomania or anything.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“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.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“I am a man" he told her, "and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“Not everything is about you," Clary said furiously.
"Possibly," Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones