Vampires, Fey Folk, Werewolves, Shadowhunters, And Demons

We Are Not Our Parents, Gabriel. We Do Not Have To Carry The Burden Of Their Choices Or Their Sins.

Love Takes Your Choices Away.

Magnus Had A List Of Favored Traits In A Partner-black Hair, Blue Eyes, Honest.

He Grinned. It Was A Wicked Grin, The Kind That Made The Blood In Clary's Veins Run A Little Faster. "you Want To Go On A Date?" Caught Off Guard, She Stammered. "a Wh-what?" "a Date," Jace Repeated. "often 'a Boring Thing You Have To Memorize In History Class,' But In This Case, 'an Offering Of An Evening Of Blisteringly White-hot Romance With Yours Truly." "really?" Clary Was Not Sure What To Make Of This. "blisteringly White-hot?" "it's Me," Said Jace. "watching Me Play Scrabble Is Enough To Make Most Women Swoon. Imagine If I Actually Put In Some Effort.

Only The Very Weak-minded Refuse To Be Influenced By Literature And Poetry.