“Everything that happens to you matters to me.”

“Some burns," Clary said. "Nothing that matters""Everything that happens to you matters to me.""Well that certainly explains why you haven't called me back once. And the last time I saw you, you ran away without telling me why. It's like dating a ghost."Jace's mouth quirked up slightly at the side. "Not exactly. Isabelle actually dated a ghost. She could tell you--""No," Clary said. "It was a metaphor. And you know exactly what I mean.”

“I've screwed everything up royally. I remember you saying that growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change.”

“It doesn't matter how many times you say it. It'll still be true.''And it doesn't matter what you won't let me say, that'll still be true too.”

“Will. It doesn't matter--""Nothing matters more!" His voice grew in strength. "I know that if you hate me it is because I forced you to. I know that you have no reason to give me a second chance to be regarded by you in a different light. But I am begging you for that chance. I will do anything. Anything.”

“What happened to you?”Jace looked affronted. “What happened to me?”Alec shook him, not lightly. “You said you were going for a walk! What kind of walk takes six hours?”“A long one?” Jace suggested.”

“Why should I tell you everything about how I feel when you never tell me anything?”