Chain of Iron

"You cannot save people who do not want to be saved. You can only stand by their side and hope that when they wake and realize they need saving, you will be there to help them."

"When you want something very much, you are willing to accept the shadow of that thing."

"Even if it is just a shadow."

"I believe what he means to say is that it cannot be the responsibility of one's friends to prevent one from doing something one believes is right."

"It is, however, the job of one's friends to rescue one from the consequences of one's actions when it all goes skew-whiff."

"I know what it is to be in pain, and not to be able to seek comfort from the one you love most, not to be able to share that pain with anyone you know."

"I remember what it is to be hot or cold. To want things. To need things. All those things are real for me again, as nothing else has been real to me since I died--except for you."

"If there was one thing she couldn't bear, it was other people having expectations. She would always disappoint them."

"You don't seem that surprised," Grace observed.

"On the contrary. I've never heard of transferring a rune between Shadowhunters—"

"No, I meant—" Grace wished she hadn't said anything. "I only meant that you didn't seem surprised to see me put a rune on myself."

"Why would I be?" Christopher asked, obviously confused. "You're a Shadowhunter. It's what we do."

Grace's heart sank. Now Christopher probably thought she was completely peculiar—and for some reason, that bothered her.

"I am nothing like you, Thomas, because you are one of the better people I have ever known. You have a kind nature and a heart like some knight out of a legend. Brave and proud and true and strong. All of it. And all the time you have known me, I have been a terrible person."

So, you see. We are nothing at all alike."

"Someone who broke your heart is often not the person who can mend it."

Cordelia hesitated. "Sometimes," she said, "it is not enough for others to love you. I do not think Matthew loves himself very well."
Lucie's eyes widened. "What is there about him he could possibly not love?" she said.

"Because," Ariadne said, "when you want something very much, you are willing to accept the shadow of that thing. Even if it is just a shadow."

“You cannot save people who do not want to be saved," said Magnus. "You can only stand by their side and hope that when they wake and realize they need saving, you will be there to help them.”

“Hast thou gone among the streets of the city and the watchmen there, and found the one thy soul loves?”

“Life is in balance, just as magic is in balance. And so there is no way to grant life without taking life.”

“My father used to tell me that sometimes you cannot reconcile with someone else. Sometimes you have to find that reconciliation on your own. Someone who broke your heart is often not the person who can mend it.”

“Well, you know what they say," said James. "All the best men are either married or Silent Brothers.”

“You are right, of course; it is only perhaps that we worry that you are too honest—too good, and goodness can be a blade sharp enough to cut, you know, just as much as evil intent.”

“I sometimes wonder, " James said, "if we can ever quite understand other people. " He ran a hand through his hair. "All we can do is try, I suppose.”

“We are none of us perfect, and no one expects perfection. But when you have hurt people, you must allow them their anger. Otherwise it will only become another thing you have tried to take away.”

“That love is complicated,” said Cordelia. “That it lies beside anger and hatred, because only those we truly love can truly disappoint us.”

"When you want something very much, you are willing to accept the shadow of that thing."

"Even if it is just a shadow."

"I know what it is to be in pain, and not to be able to seek comfort from the one you love most, not to be able to share that pain with anyone you know."

"I believe what he means to say is that it cannot be the responsibility of one's friends to prevent one from doing something one believes is right."

"It is, however, the job of one's friends to rescue one from the consequences of one's actions when it all goes skew-whiff."

“One should not questions miracles too closely.”

"I remember what it is to be hot or cold. To want things. To need things. All those things are real for me again, as nothing else has been real to me since I died--except for you."

"If there was one thing she couldn't bear, it was other people having expectations. She would always disappoint them."

“I am my mother’s blade indeed.”

“The point is,” Tatiana said, “we must take all power that is available to us, for we are so far below others. We must take it just to have a chance to survive at all.”

“Love is a rarity in this world, and true friendship,”

“May I have your permission to shout, keeping in mind I am not shouting at you?” he [Thomas] said to Cordelia.

“Oh, quite,” she said. “I like a good shouting in general.”

“Yes,” agreed Lucie. “Shout at Matthew if you like.”

“Thank you very much, Luce,” said Matthew.

“Stop,” said James. They all looked at him in surprise. “We need to discuss what we’re dealing with before we argue about who’s going on patrol and when. Patrol is meant to be about demons, and Math told me the Enclave is already thinking this wasn’t a demon’s doing—”

“WHAT?” said Thomas, so loudly they all jumped. “Sorry,” he said. “I was all prepared to shout and I hadn’t got a chance yet.”

“Love is not always a lightning bolt. Sometimes it is a creeping vine. It grows slowly until suddenly it is all that there is in the world.”

“To love one another is to come as close as we ever can to being angels ourselves.”

“You have always believed love came at a cost,” said Matthew. “That it was torment and torture and pain. But there should be some joy. There is joy in being with someone you love, even knowing you can never have them, even knowing they will never love you back.”

“We suffer for love because love is worth it.”

"I am nothing like you, Thomas, because you are one of the better people I have ever known. You have a kind nature and a heart like some knight out of a legend. Brave and proud and true and strong. All of it. And all the time you have known me, I have been a terrible person."

So, you see. We are nothing at all alike."

“We are special, unusual, unique people. That means that we must be bold and proud, but also careful. Don’t think you have so much to prove that it makes you foolish.”

“You may fear what will happen if you speak your heart. You may wish to hide things because you fear hurting others. But secrets have a way of eating at relationships, Jamie. At love, at friendship—they undermine and destroy them until in the end you find you are bitterly alone with the secrets you kept.”

"But love is not always a lightning bolt, is it? Sometimes it's a creeping vine. It grows slowly until suddenly it is all there is in the world."

“We suffer for love because love is worth it.”

“Hast thou gone among the streets of the city and the watchmen there, and found the one thy soul loves?”

“He has given us a tremendous capacity to love. To give of our hearts, to let them be filled and filled again with the love that consecrates us all. To love one another is to come as close as we ever can to being angels ourselves.”

“So here it is: always tell Cordelia what you feel.” He looked James in the eye. “You may fear what will happen if you speak your heart. You may wish to hide things because you fear hurting others. But secrets have a way of eating at relationships, Jamie. At love, at friendship—they undermine and destroy them until in the end you find you are bitterly alone with the secrets you kept.”

“She would smile at Grace in the carriage as they returned home from a particularly successful night. “You are your mother’s blade,” she would say, “cutting these arrogant boys down to size.”
And Grace would smile back, agreeing. “I am my mother’s blade indeed.”

“Lucie. You were wrong in what you said—but only when you claimed you are not like Princess Lucinda. Not brave or resourceful or clever. You are a thousand times those things. You are better than any imagined heroine. You are my heroine.”

“Ariadne stepped into her petticoats. “I’m not leaving.”
Anna looked at her with real curiosity. “Why not?”
“Because,” Ariadne said, “when you want something very much, you are willing to accept the shadow of that thing. Even if it is just a shadow.”

“You were always my secret,” said Thomas softly, and Alastair turned a startled gaze on him.”

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❝And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on❞

❝Keep hold of me, Daisy. Keep hold of me and don’t let go.❞

❝It is not wise to forget to believe.❞

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1.) Chain of Gold — 4.25 stars
2.) Chain of Iron — 2.5 stars