"She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war."
"Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger."
"You said you were going for a walk!? What kind of walk takes six hours?""A long one?"
"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?"
"There is no pretending",Jace said with absolute clarity."I love you,and I will love you until I die,and if there's a life after that,I'll love you then."She caught her breath.He had said it-the words there was no going back from."
"I am a man"he told her, "and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown."