Quotes About Emotion

You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer.

The way Magnus' breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he'd said his father's name.

Shadowhunters are slow to love but once we love, we love forever.

Love isn't a weakness.

Youre a public menace.You shouldnt be allowed out on your own."said Simon. "Jealousy is such an ugly emotion,Lewis."said Jace.

Will-," Tessa began but it was too late, Church made a yowling noise at being woken, and lashed out with his claws. Will began to swear. Tessa left, unable to hide the slightest of smiles as she went.

I love you, Clary," he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. "More than I ever--" He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you?

Magnus exhaled - for a moment he no longer felt ill, or afraid of dying, or even angry or bitter. Relief washed over him, as profound as sorrow, and he reached up to brush the cheek of the boy leaning over him with the back of his bruised knuckles. Alec's eyes were huge and blue and full of anguish. "Oh, my Alec," he said. "You've been so sad. I didn't know.

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

I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had.

How are you feeling?" "Like someone massaged me with a cheese grater." -Clary & Simon, pg.297-

Jace is in love with the idea of dying," said Isabelle.

There's nothing you could have done that would cause me to cease loving either of you. Will is myself, my own soul, and if I am not to have the keeping of your heart, then there is not other I would rather have that honor.

Sometimes grief and worry must take the form of action," said Cordelia. "Sometimes it is unbearable to sit and wait.

And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.

That is love, son of thorns. We welcome its cruelest blows and when we bleed from them, we whisper our thanks.

A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.

He flushed, the colour dark against his pale skin. 'I mean. Tessa Gray, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?' Jem...

Will only looked at her. There had been light in his eyes on the stairs, as he'd locked the door, when he'd kissed her--a brilliant, joyous light. And it was going now, fading like the last breath of someone dying. She thought of Nate, bleeding to death in her arms. She had been powerless then, to help him. As she was now. She felt as if she were watching the life bleed out of Will Herondale, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Hold on to me," Alec said, and Magnus gave him the sort of smile that made Alec feel like someone had taken an apple corer to his heart and tried to dig out the center. "I always do, Alexander," he said. "I always do.

Then, if you love him," he said quietly, "please, Tessa, don't tell him what I just told you. Don't tell him that I love you.

Will looked as if she had slpped him. "I didn't do it so you'd be grateful!" "Then what?" Her voice rose. "You did it because it's your mandate? Because the law says-" "I did it because I love you!

the kind of love that can burn down the world or raise it up in glory...

Wo ai ni, Tessa," he whispered. "Wo bu xiang shi qu ni." She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don't want to lose you.