Cassandra Clare: Quotes about love (page 8)

“To his children, Will showed the same love he had always shown to her, fierce and unyielding. And the same protectiveness he had only ever showed to one other person: the person James had been named after. Will’s parabatai, Jem.”

“Usually when you’re in love, you’re miserable.”

“I know you have nothing to worry about. I wasn't in love with Mark. I'll never be in love with anyone again who isn't you.”

“But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?”

“Those who cannot love do not understand it”

“… the kind of love that can burn down the world or raise it up in glory…”

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

“It is a very strange thing, to be in love. It changes 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!”

“Or perhaps this hostility of yours is the pretense. Love does make liars out of your kind.”

“Always when Will did something to protect Tessa, Jem thought it was for his sake, not for Will's. Always Will wished Jem could be entirely right. Each needle prick had it own name. Guilt. Shame. Love.”

“Loving someone doesn't mean you're never going to make mistakes.”

“I can tell you that the end of life is the some of the love that was lived in it.”

“Julian spoke through his teeth. "Malcolm, this is not a love story."
"Every story is a love story.”

“I know you worry about me needing you, but I shouldn't be with you because I need you. I should be with you because I love you.”

“I can offer you my life, though it is a short life. I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope the rest of my life-whatever its length-happy, by spending it with you.-Jem.”

“I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death.”

“That is not love. That is debt.”

“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.”