They’re not hideous,
Dear God, woman,”said Will. “Are there any questions you don’t want to know the answer to?
Simon: So were you following me? Or is it just an amazing coincidence that you happened to be on the roof of a building I was walking by when I got attacked?
Jace: I was following you.
Simon: Is this the part where you tell me you’re secretly in love with me?
Beauty is harsh.
Magnus had been around the block before blocks were invented.
The Chairman likes you.
It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people.
You know what I am.” The words breathed out in an auguished whisper. “I’m part demon, Clary. Part demon. You understood that much, didn’t you?” His eyes bored into her like drills. “You saw what Valentine was trying to do. He used demon blood-used it on me before I was even born. I’m part monster. Part everthing I’ve tried so hard to burn out, to destroy.
She had taken him for granted, she thought with surprise and shame, watching the flickering candlelight. She had assumed his kindness was so natural and so innate, she had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each of them from the other. Any effort to accept the loss of his family with equanimity. Any effort to remain cheerful and calm in the face of his own dying.
He held her close enough to kiss, close enough to whisper the most important secrets in the world, and he spoke to her as he would have wanted some good angel to speak to his family, to his own shivering young soul, long ago and in a land far away.