Renata

“I didn't know," he said. "I didn't know you needed me."
Her voice shook. "I always need you.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“It’s an old story,” said Jace. “But as you know—all the stories are true.”
“Or at least true in part.” Clary smiled up at him.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“And tell them what?" Jace said witheringly. "That invisible people are bothering you? Trust me, little girl, the police aren't going to arrest someone they can't see”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones / City of Ashes / City of Glass / City of Fallen Angels / City of Lost Souls

“He cleared his throat.
“You know this means that what we did what we almost did in Paris...”
“Going to the Eiffel Tower?”
He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
“You never let me off the hook for a single minute, do you? Never mind. It’s one of the things I love about you. Anyway, that other thing we almost did in Paris, that’s probably off the table for a while. Unless you want that whole baby-I’m-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal.”
“No kissing?”
“Well, kissing, probably. But as for the rest of it…”
She brushed her cheek lightly against his. “It’s okay with me if it’s okay with you.”
“Of course it’s not okay with me. I’m a teenage boy. As far as I’m concerned, this is the worst thing that’s happened since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls