Quotes About Responsibility

You serve a greater cause. Your life is not yours to throw away (Magnus Bane)

You're my sister," he said finally. "My sister, my blood, my family. I should want to protect you"- he laughed soundlessly and without any humor- "to protect you from the sort of boys who want to do with you exactly what I want to do.

Is it really love to tell someone that if it came down to picking between them and every other life on the planet, you'd pick them? Is that — I don't know, is that a moral sort of love at all?' 'Love isn't moral or immoral,' said Clary. 'It just is.' 'I know,' Simon said. 'But the actions we take in the name of love, those are moral or immoral.

Doing the right thing because you love someone sucks sometimes.

What happened to you?" Jace looked affronted. "What happened to me?" Alec shook him, not lightly. "You said you were going for a walk! What kind of walk takes six hours?" "A long one?" Jace suggested.

Emma —" "I'm calling." Emma lunged for her phone. "No!" Julian said, forcefully enough to stop her. "You know we can't tell anyone. About Mark —" "You're not going to bleed to death in a car for Mark!" "No," he said, looking at her. His eyes were eerily green-blue, the only bright color in the dark interior of the car. "You're going to fix me.

No' is a magical word," he told her. "Here's how it goes. You say, 'Simon, I have an insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help me carry it out?' And I say, "Why, no.

Emma's gaze went from Alec to Jace, curious. "Do you worry about him?" she asked Alec, surprising a laugh out of him. "All the time," he said. "Jace could get himself killed putting his pants on in the morning. Being his parabatai is a full-time job.

And what if I'm the one who kills him?" "My heart is your heart," he said, "My hands are your hands.

Every decision you make, makes you. Never let other people choose who you're going to be.

You can keep it a secret.... But secrets have their own weight, and it can be a very heavy one.

Julian]"Remember, Mark is in charge." "Does he know that?" said Livvy. Julian sought Mark in the crowd on the steps. He was standing with his hands behind his back, exchanging a mistrustful look with a carved stone gnome. "Your pretense does not fool me, gnome," he muttered. "My eye will be upon you.

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

Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.

I don't know," Mark said, looking down at his own long pale fingers tangled in the little boy's brown curls. "He just – Julian left, and Tavvy fell asleep on my lap." He sounded amazed, wondering. "Of course he did," Cristina said. "He's your brother. He trusts you." "Nobody trusts a Hunter," Mark said.

We are not our parents, Gabriel. We do not have to carry the burden of their choices or their sins.

He wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her. But it was Jem's place to do those things, not his. Not his." -Will Herondale

The choices we make, make us.

Will seemed about to lunge off toward the whisperers to administer rough justice, but Jem had a firm grip on the back of his parabatai's coat. Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thoroughbred dog that liked to bite your guests. You had to have a hand on his collar constantly.

Sometimes carrying the burden of an upsetting truth, and hiding it, is actually a gift you give to someone else. You bear that burden, so they don't have to, in a situation where telling them will change nothing.

Making promises you can't keep is worse than making no promises at all.

If you insist on trying to get yourself killed, I insist on being the one who chooses what you wear while you recover,

The poor parent birds work themselves to death trying to find enough food to feed the enormous cuckoo child who has murdered their babies and taken their places." Jace: " Enormous? Did you just call me fat?" Inquisitor: "It was an analogy." Jace: "I am not fat.

We all find out the people who are supposed to take care of us are human eventually. That they make mistakes.