One must always be careful of books and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
Magnus wondered if he would ever get used to being surprised by Alec Lightwood. He hoped not.
In other words, for something to be magic, it must be an impossible want.
“Though he hadn’t talked to God in years, not a single petition or word of praise since he’d come across the crucified Marine. Willard could feel it welling up inside him now, the urge to get right with his maker, before something bad happened to his family.”
“All you children playing with fire, looking surprised when the house burns down.”
You’re not destined or chosen, I wish I could tell you that you were if that would make it easier, but it’s not true. You’re in the right place at the right time, and you care enough to do what needs to be done. Sometimes that’s enough.
Love is happening all around us. We just have to look for it.
“Whatever you are physically,” he said, “male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy—all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are that flame.”
“Dear white people, our skin color is not a weapon. You don’t have to be afraid of it.”
“Life throws curves at you, you think it’s moving one way, and suddenly realize it’s heading in the opposite direction.”
“I’ll kill him,” Emma muttered. “I’ll kill him while talking the whole time.”