You couldn’t make someone love you with a rune, and you couldn’t assuage grief with it either. So much magic, Clary thought, and nothing to mend a broken heart.

I screwed her over. I didn't want to see her screwed over by someone else.

Magnus did not take such suffering lightly, but even mortals did not die of broken hearts. No matter how cruel Grace had been, he told himself, James would heal. Even though he was a Herondale.

Sharp are the arrows of a broken heart.

Every time you rip the bandages off, you just open the wound up again. Every time he sees you, it's like tearing off the bandages.