And now I?m looking at you, he said,

And now I?m looking at you, he said, and you?re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before ? bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it ? but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Glass