Maria

“Iz," Alec said tiredly. "It's not like it's one big bad thing. It's a lot of little invisible things. When Magnus and I were traveling, and I'd call from the road, Dad never asked how he was. When I get up to talk in Clave meetings, no one listens, and I don't know if that's because I'm young or if it's because of something else. I saw Mom talking to a friend about her grandchildren and the second I walked into the room they shut up. Irina Cartwright told me it was a pity no one would ever inherit my blue eyes now." He shrugged and looked toward Magnus, who took a hand off the wheel for a moment to place it on Alec's. "It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's a million little paper cuts every day.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“If people thought a quarter of what they speak, this world would be heaven.”
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, Marina

“He who jumps may fall, but he may also fly.

It’s time to jump.”
― Lauren Oliver, Requiem