When you have seen as much of life as I have you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

It is a long way to Ireland Janet and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels but if I cant do better how is it to be helped Are you anything akin to me do you think JaneI could risk no sort of answer by this time my heart was still. Because he said I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me as now it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt and then Ive a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you - youd forget me.

Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name Will said. You can have mine.Tessa stared at him all black and white against the black-and-white snow and stone. Your nameWill took a step toward her till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue they were everything that Will was true and tender sharp and witty loving and kind. Marry me he said. Marry me Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray or be whatever you wish to call yourself but marry me and stay with me and never leave me for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.

Accept the things to which fate binds you and love the people with whom fate brings you togetherbut do so with all your heart.

The day the power of love overrules the love of power the world will know peace.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

I met an old lady once almost a hundred years old and she told me There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over all through history. How much do you love me And Whos in charge

I belong to the people I love and they belong to me--they and the love and loyaty I give them form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.

We kiss all the time. I clear my throat then add We just...do it in private. A smug expression crosses his face. I dont buy it for a second cause if you were my girlfriend and a stud like me was livin in your house Id kiss you in front of the guy every chance I got as a reminder. A reminder of w-w-what That you were mine.

This is what love does It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose the characters build the scenery guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible endlessly possible. And when its just the two of you alone in a room you can pretend that this is how it is this is how it will be.