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“Alec’s eyes glittered for a moment, bright blue under coal-black lashes. He stood up and came over to where Clary was standing by the door. “Wise girl,” he said.

“You didn’t always think I was wise.”

“No, I thought you were a pest, but I know better now.” He dropped a kiss on top of her head and went out the door, still carrying his tulip.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“Do you realize how deeply I feel about you?”
I slowly shook my head, needing her to tell me. She placed my hand over her
heart and her hand over mine. I felt its steady beat under my palm, the steady
beat that got faster as my eyes locked on hers. “It’s like music,” she explained.
“When I look at you, when you touch me, when I see your face … when we
kiss, my heart plays a song. It sings that it needs you like I need air. It sings to
me that I adore you. It sings that I’ve found its perfect missing part.”
― Tillie Cole, A Thousand Boy Kisses

“No. She was damned well going to have herself a major panic attack and he could damned well deal with it.”
― Felicity Heaton, Kissed by a Dark Prince

“Each of our lives is a Shakespearean drama raised to the thousandth degree.”
― Anna Akhmatova