“ Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead. ”
And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before – bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it – but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.
~ Cassandra Clare
You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me.She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.But I don't want anything else in the world.
Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.
I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.
