“You see, my love. As you've always said, after the rain-"Sun."After the darkness-"Light."And after the illness-"Health."Exactly," said the Tsar. "We mustn't give up faith.”

“Giving up giving up—it’s good for your health. Make love like you just stole it. And remember, always wash your hands after you after.”

“I mean, creatures who only exist in the dark don't know they're missing the sun, right? But once you've seen the sun. Once you've seen it light up the world ... once you've felt its heat all around you ... inside you ..." He clutched his own chest, and my heart cracked open. "Its hard to live in the dark after the sun dies.”

“We like rain if the sun comes after it; we like night if the day comes after it; we like everything conditionally! We are conditional people!”

“After the rain, the sun will reappear. There is life. After the pain, the joy will still be here.”

“theres no pretending, Jace said with absolute clarity. i love you,and i will love you until i die,and if theres a life after that, ill love you then.”