The air changes. Then that invisible spider crawls up my spine, tickling the hairs behind my neck. I have come to know this spider these last couple of years. It whispers there__ something else in the room, breathing with you, watching you, grinning at you.I hate that damn spider.

Value your parabatai," he said. "For it is a precious bond. All love is precious. It is why we do what we do. Why do we fight demons? Why are they not fit custodians of this world? What makes us better? It is because they do not build, but destroy. They do not love, but hate only. We are human and fallible, we Shadowhunters. But if we did not have the capability to love, we could not guard humans; we must love to guard them. My parabatai, he loved like few ever could love, with all and everything. I see you are like that too; it burns more brightly in you than the fire of Heaven

The existence of excessive nationalism is a symptom of a deeper problem in the collective consciousness, which is continually being exploited.

The degree of freedom we enjoy outwardly is a reflection of the degree of love we cultivate inwardly.

Force is incomplete and therefore has to be fed energy constantly. Power is total and complete in itself and requires nothing from outside.

After all, it isn't the facts of one's environment, but one's attitude toward them, that determines whether one will be defeated or victorious.