“I walk through the seasons and always the birdsare singing and screaming and keening for loveWhen you're with me it seems so absurd that I should be jealous of the jay and the dove.”

“When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.”

“I was trying to make you jealous!" Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?"She stared at him in bewilderment. What on earth did he mean? "Trying to make me jealous? Why would you try to do that?"She saw immediately that this was the worst thing she could have asked him."Because," he said, so bitterly that it shocked her, "I've been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like the time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess you don't.”

“I like sunrises, Mondays, and new seasons. God seems to be saying,"with me you can always start afresh.”

“After the sharp-eyed jay and the roaring lion, peace will come on dove's gentle wing.”

“I remember discussions with Bohr which went through many hours till very late at night and ended almost in despair; and when at the end of the discussion I went alone for a walk in the neighbouring park I repeated to myself again and again the question: Can nature possibly be so absurd as it seemed to us in these atomic experiments?”