Not everything is about you,"Clary said furiously."Possibly,... - 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."
"Not everything is about you,"Clary said furiously."Possibly,"Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are."
"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."
"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."
"I am a man, and men do not drink pink drinks. Now, be gone, woman, and fetch me something brown."Jace said. "Brown?"said Isabelle."Yes. Brown. It's a manly color. See? Alec is wearing it."Jace said."Well, it was black but it faded."Alec said."Well, I can always fix it up with something sparkly,"Magnus said, holding a sparkley headband. "Resist the urge, Alec, resist the urge."Simon said."
"Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger."
"Looking at him now-even if she hadn't been in love with him, that part of her that was her mother's daugher, that loved every beautiful thing for its beauty alone, would still have wanted him."