“You love him as a falcon loves his master who binds and blinds it.”

“The blood of Heaven binds you," said the Queen. "Blood calls to blood, under the skin. But love and blood are not the same.""Riddles," Clary said angrily. "Do you even mean anything when you talk like that?""He is bound to you," said the Queen. "But does he love you?”

“Then, if you love him," he said quietly, "please, Tessa, don't tell him what I just told you. Don't tell him that I love you.”

“Clary?” Jace tilted his head to the side, studying her face. “You do—you still love me, don’t you?” “I love Jace Lightwood,” she said. “I don’t know who you are.”

“Magnus took a deep breath and spoke gently. “Will. You asked me for my wisdom, as someone who has lived many lifetimes and buried many loves. I can tell you that the end of a life is the sum of the love that was lived in it, that whatever you think you have sworn, being here at the end of Jem’s life is not what is important. It was being here for every other moment. Since you met him, you have never left him and never not loved him. That is what matters.”

“It's okay to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth loving.”

“This is your true self, Tessa. This power is who you are. Whoever loves you now - and you must also love yourself - will love the truth of you.”