Mel

“It's too late," she said.
"Don't say that." His voice was half a whisper. "I love you, Tessa. I love you.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“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

“You want this?" His voice was hoarse.
"Yes," she said. "Do you?"
His finger traced the outline of her mouth. "For this I would have been damned forever. For this I would have given up everything."
She felt the burn behind her eyes, the pressure of tears, and blinked wet eyelashes. "Will ..."
"Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always." And he moved to cover her body with his own.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess