City of Fallen Angels

If you died, I wouldn’t want to live. But I wouldn’t kill myself, because whatever happens after we die, I want to be with you there. And if I killed myself, I know you’d never talk to me again. In any life. So I’d live, and I’d try to make something out of my life, until I could be with you again.

beautiful things are so easily broken by the world

But I watch my brothers give their hearts away and I think, Don’t you know better? Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before.”

One for sorrow, two for mirth, three for a wedding, four for a birth; five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret that’s never been told.

All that running and getting nowhere, he thought. Story of my life.

“That’s not necessary,” said Jace. “I can keep a perfectly good eye on Simon, thank you. He’s my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.”

“that love is the most powerful force in the world. That love can do anything.”

For Josh
Sommes-nous les deux livres
d’un même ouvrage?

We are one now, little brother, you and I, Sebastian said.

We are one.

This is good. This is right. This is what your father would have wanted.

He saw Clary in his mind’s eye, her pale face, the fall of her red hair, her mouth as it moved, shaping the words I’ll be right back. Five minutes.