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were you sent by someone who wanted me dead? did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed? were you writing a book? were you a sleeper-cell spy? in fifty years will all this be declassified? and you'll confess why you did it… and i'll say good riddance ’cause it wasn't sexy once it wasn't forbidden…. I WOULD’VE DIED FOR YOUR SINS INSTEAD I JUST DIED INSIDE!!!!!!!!! AND YOU DESERVE PRISON BUT YOU WON’T GET TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU’LL SLIDE INTO INBOXES AND SLIP THROUGH THE BARS YOU CRASHED MY PARTY IN YOUR RENTAL CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU SAID NORMAL GIRLS WERE BORING BUT YOU WERE GONE BY THE MORNING!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU KICKED OUT THE STAGE LIGHTS BUT YOU’RE STILL PERFORMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…………. and in the plain sight you hid……. and you are what you did…… and i’ll forget you but i’ll never forgive…. the smallest man who ever lived.

"But love is not always a lightning bolt, is it? Sometimes it is a creeping vine. It grows slowly until suddenly it is all that there is in the world." 🤍- Matthew Fairchild

“I do want to be your friend. I want to be the friend you fall helplessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorise the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette- I want to know where to touch you. I want to know how to touch you. I want to know how to convince you to design a smile just for me. I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.”

“I wish I could talk to people like you do. I wish I could smile at people and make them like me. I wish I could tell a story and have everybody listen, and have people follow me around wherever I went. Well, no, I don’t, because I am slightly terrified by people, but I wish I could do all that you can do, just the same. I wanted to be friends with Thomas and Christopher, because I liked them and I thought maybe they were—similar to me, and they might like me back. You were jealous I could get kicked out of school? I was jealous of you first. I was jealous of everything about you, and I still am.”

“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.”

“Meu pai disse que vilões não podem amar, independentemente de qualquer coisa. Que é repulsivo e antinatural. Portanto, eu decididamente não posso amar.

Son and father, the Herondales.

“When you think of me, I hope it ruins rock ‘n’ roll.”

“A solidão em si é muito relativa. Uma pessoa que tem hábitos intelectuais ou artísticos, uma pessoa que gosta de música, uma pessoa que gosta de ler nunca está sozinha. Ela terá sempre uma companhia: a companhia imensa de todos os artistas, todos os escritores que ela ama, ao longo dos séculos.”