"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."
"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."
"I have a fetish for damsels in distress.”“Don’t be sexist.”“Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It’s an equal opportunity fetish."
"If you ever meet the man who could take advantage of Isabelle, you’ll have to let me know. I’d like to shake his hand. Or run away from him very fast, I’m not sure which."
"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?"
"You said you were going for a walk!? What kind of walk takes six hours?""A long one?"