You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.

They were staring at Will, Will looks wrong."
Tessa glanced over at Will, who was rummaging through the desk drawers with gloved hands.
"I find that hard to credit from someone dressed as you are.

This is about Tessa. I knew it was."
Will flushed, a wash of color across the pallor of this face. "Not just her."
"But you love her."
Will stared at him. "Of course I do," he said finally. "I had come to think i would never love anyone, but I love her.

Bright star,” Magnus said, and his eyes were thoughtful, as if he were remembering something, or someone. “Those of you who are mortal, you burn so fiercely. And you fiercer than most, Will. I will not ever forget you.

She hated that will had this effect on her. Hated it. She knew better. She knew what he thought of her. That she was worth nothing. And still a look from him could make her tremble with mingled hatred and longing. It was like poison in her blood, to which Jem was the only antidote.

The spoils of vice are a burdensome responsibility. - Will
Yet one you seem strangely able to bear. - Jem