My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me... - Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
"My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health."
"My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health."
"All knowledge hurts."
"And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders."
"It wouldn't be my move,"Jace agreed. "First the candy and flowers, then the apology letters, then the ravenous demon hordes. In that order."
"to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed."
"And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders."