You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

You know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.

That's right. Act like I rejected you. It's not like you tried to kill me or anything.

Every decision you make, makes you. Never let other people choose who you’re going to be.

When he let go of Clary, he turned and hugged Jace. Clary watched, tears running down her face.

Therefore you can never lose hope-hatikva-because if you keep hope alive, it will keep you alive.

You're not gay, are you?"Simon's greenish color deepened. "If I were, I would dress better.

Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.

Remember how before, I was talking about Dungeons and Dragons?Vividly, Jace said. It was a dark time.

He wished he could find a way back to believing, even though he knew better, that she was his to protect.

Looking at either of them caused a pang in his chest. Looking at both of them started a dull, steady ache.

Does that mean you agree?"He groaned. "I think it means you crushed my spirit and beat me down.""Fantastic.

I thought you were dead,” she went on. “I saw you fall down, and—I thought you were dead.

It's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand.

So, technically," Simon said, "even though Jace isn't actually related to you, you have kissed your brother.