Cagla

“When they beat me for saying I was a Shadowhunter, it only made me more sure. I know what I am even if I cannot say it.”
“You can say it only to me,” said Kieran, his long fingers ghosting across Mark’s cheek. “Here in this space between us. It is safe.”
So Mark pressed up against his lover and only friend and whispered into the space between them, where his cold body pressed against Kieran’s warm one. “I am a Shadowhunter. I am a Shadowhunter. I am a Shadowhunter.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“A dreamer,” scorns her mother.

“A dreamer,” mourns her father.

“A dreamer,” warns Estele.

Still, it does not seem such a bad word.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“This is probably a bad idea,” Jace said. “Like, a record-breakingly bad idea. Like a go-down-in-history bad idea. But—”
Clary bounced to her feet. “What he means is, we’re in,” she said. “We love bad ideas.”
“That’s true,” Jace admitted, a smile breaking over his face. Suddenly he looked seventeen again.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness

“The story that I love you, it has no end.”
― Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness