“Qhuinn smiled, baring his fangs. 'Has anyone ever shown you the difference between good touch and bad touch? 'Cause I'd love to demonstrate. We could start right now.”

“The pressure of his touch through my jacket and my sweater was more assurance than any promise ever made to me. It was a touch that said, I have your back and I am here for you. If a girl wasn't careful, she could fall in love with a touch like that.”

“Have you noticed that the imbecile always smiles? Man's first frown is the first touch of God on his forehead. The touch of thought.”

“The difference between a good man and a bad one is the choice of cause.”

“Look. If I touch you with this hand, I can remember touching you, but I can't prove I ever did. If reality is nothing more than what is in our mind… then what is the difference between this world and a dream?”

“You have to help another person. But it’s not right to play God with masses of people. To be God you have to know what you’re doing. And to do any good at all, just believing you're right and your motives are good isn’t enough. You have to…be in touch. He isn’t in touch. No one else, no thing even, has an existence of its own for him; he sees the world only as a means to his end. It doesn’t make any difference if his end is good; means are all we’ve got.”

“Maureen wants to touch you,” Clary said with a sideways grin. “Bad touch.”

“Often we don't realize how God has given us an extraordinary miracle, namely love that can touch anyone. Where there is love, that's where the miracle happens.”

“I'd like to say that maybe we could work it out
But I know that it's no use
If I ever find anyone half as good as you
I think maybe that will do”

“One writes because one has been touched by the yearning for and the despair of ever touching the Other.”