No." Magnus strode toward him. "I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else-someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.

I wouldn't change it," Simon said. "I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.

But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.

I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else - someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.

I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.

I sometimes think there is nothing more painful than love denied. To love someone you cannot have, to stand beside your heart's desire and be unable to take them in your arms. A love that cannot be requited. I can think of nothing more painful than that.

The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.

Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.