Samantha

“Emma,” he said, reaching for her hand. “I will never, never give up on you.”
It was a strange irony, she thought, a terrible irony that because she loved him so much and knew him so well, she knew exactly what she had to do to destroy everything he felt for her, in a single blow.
She pulled away from him and started back toward the house. “Yes,” she said. “You will.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“you do not fear, you do not falter, you do not yield.”
― Sarah J. Mass

“He knew in the way that she was a part of him, the way her breathing was his breathing, and her dreams were his dreams, and her blood was his blood, and when her heart stopped he knew that his would too, and he would be glad, because he wouldn’t want to live one second in a world that didn’t have her in it.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight