Mary

“Something about you caught me by surprise
Though I always knew you’d be my demise.

“I didn’t want you to love me
Didn’t want you thinking of me
 
So I kept my distance
Tried to ignore your existence
I was blinded by my pride
With you, the Jekyll to my Hyde
 
But that’s where you found me
Baby, that’s where you unwound me
 
Loving you would be as easy as taking a breath
But to look at you, that’s a dance with death
 
I’d risk it all,
For you I would
You’d make me fall,
And fall I would
 
Loving you would be as easy as taking a breath
But to be by you, that’s a dance with death.

“I thought once was enough
You turned to me and called my bluff,
Maybe I should have walked away
but I couldn’t resist, I needed replay after replay
 
Loving you would be as easy as taking a breath
But to give you up, that’s a dance with death
 
We were over from the start
I never said I’d give my heart
So now it’s time for this to end
After all, a friend is just a friend
 
Loving you would be as easy as taking a breath
But to give you up, that’s a dance with death
 
So now it’s time for this to end
After all, a friend is just a friend. ”
― R.S. Grey, The Duet

“Does your cockiness have a dimmer switch or is it always set to 'high'?”
― R.S. Grey, The Duet

“Lex malla, lex nulla,” said Julian with a regretful wave of his hand. It was the Blackthorn family motto: A bad law is no law.
“I wonder what other family mottoes are,” Emma mused. “Do you know any?”
“The Lightwood family motto is ‘We mean well.’ ”
“Very funny.”
Julian looked over at her. “No, really, it actually is.”
“Seriously? So what’s the Herondale family motto? ‘Chiseled but angsty’?”
He shrugged. ‘If you don’t know what your last name is, it’s probably Herondale’?”
Emma burst out laughing. “What about Carstairs?” she asked, tapping Cortana. “ ‘We have a sword’? ‘Blunt instruments are for losers’?”
“Morgenstern,” offered Julian. “ ‘When in doubt, start a war’?”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“Freely we serve. Because we freely love, as in our will to love or not; in this we stand or fall.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire