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A Pair Of Werewolves Occupied Another Booth. They Were Eating Raw Shanks Of Lamb And Arguing About Who Would Win In A Fight: Dumbledore From Harry Potter Books Or Magnus Bane. "dumbledore Would Totally Win," Said The First One. "he Has The Badass Killing Curse." The Second Lycanthrope Made A Trenchant Point. "but Dumbledore Isn't Real." "i Don't Think Magnus Bane Is Real Either," Scoffed The First. "have You Ever Met Him?" "this Is So Weird," Said Clary, Slinking Down In Her Seat. "are You Listening To Them?" "no. It's Rude To Eavesdrop," Said Jace.

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A Pair Of Werewolves Occupied Another Booth. They Were Eating Raw Shanks Of Lamb And Arguing About Who Would Win In A Fight: Dumbledore From Harry Potter Books Or Magnus Bane. "dumbledore Would Totally Win," Said The First One. "he Has The Badass Killing Curse." The Second Lycanthrope Made A Trenchant Point. "but Dumbledore Isn't Real." "i Don't Think Magnus Bane Is Real Either," Scoffed The First. "have You Ever Met Him?" "this Is So Weird," Said Clary, Slinking Down In Her Seat. "are You Listening To Them?" "no. It's Rude To Eavesdrop," Said Jace.

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He Took Her By The Shoulders And Pulled Her Closer To Him, His Fingers Knotting In The Fabric Of Her Dress. Even More Than In The Attic, She Felt Caught In The Eddy Of A Powerful Wave That Threatened To Pull Her Over And Under, To Crush And Break Her, To Wear Her Down To Softness As The Sea Might Wear Down A Piece Of Glass.

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Eventually I Fell Asleep In The Rabies And Lycanthropy Section. Woolsey Bites On Occasion, And I'm Concerned.' - Magnus Bane

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Everything Changes In My Life, And The World Stays The Same.

Changing My Life

Will’s Voice Dropped. “everyone Makes Mistakes, Jem.” “yes,” Said Jem. “you Just Make More Of Them Than Most People.” “i —” “you Hurt Everyone,” Said Jem. “everyone Whose Life You Touch.” “not You,” Will Whispered. “i Hurt Everyone But You. I Never Meant To Hurt You.” Jem Put His Hands Up, Pressing His Palms Against His Eyes. “will —” “you Can’t Never Forgive Me,” Will Said In Disbelief, Hearing The Panic Tinging His Own Voice. “i’d Be —” “alone?” Jem Lowered His Hand, But He Was Smiling Now, Crookedly. “and Whose Fault Is That?

Change Is No Loss, Will. Not Always.

If You Lay One Hand On Simon, Vampire, I'll Have You Chopped Up Into Tiny Pieces And Fed To My Cat. Understand?

There’s More To Honesty Than … Than An Arrangement Of Words. They Say Faeries Can’t Lie, But You Lie In Your Intentions, Your Attitude, Your Demeanor —

Will’s Hand Looked Brown And Sunburnt By Contrast, Their Fingers Dovetailed Together Like Piano Keys.

You Could Know A Man Not By What His Friends Said About Him, But By How He Treated His Servants.

No Good Sentences Ever Include The Word ‘should.’ I Should Have Paid The Tavern Bill; Now They’re Coming To Break My Legs. I Should Never Have Run Off With My Best Friend’s Wife; Now She Devils Me Constantly. I Should—

What Are You Thinking?" "just How Different Everything Down There Is Now, You Know, Now That I Can See." "everything Down There Is Exactly The Same," He Said. "you're The One That's Different.

As Long As I Can Dream, I Will Dream Of You.

It’s Fascinating. You Know All These Words, And They’re All English, But When You String Them Together Into Sentences, They Just Don’t Make Any Sense.

Waiting For A Special Occasion To Kill Me? Christmas Is Coming.

Clothes Were Scattered Across The Floor In Piles, A Duffel Bag Open On The Floor As If It Had Exploded. Isabelle's Bright Silver-gold Whip Hung From One Bedpost, A Lacy White Bra From Another. Simon Averted His Eyes. The Curtains Were Drawn, The Lamps Extinguished. Isabelle Flopped Down On The Edge Of The Bed And Looked At Him With Bitter Amusement. "a Blushing Vampire. Who Would Have Guessed.

At Least Kyle Wasn't Home. That Would Be A Hard One To Explain To His New Roomate. Nobody Liked A Guy Who Kept Blood In The Fridge.

Jem, Cecily Thought, With A Pang In Her Heart. Her Brother Had Always Looked To Him As A Kind Of North Star, A Compass That Would Ever Point Him Toward The Right Decision. She Had Never Quite Thought Of Her Brother As Lucky Before, And Certainly Would Not Have Expected To Do So Today, And Yet-and Yet In A Way He Had Been. To Always Have Someone To Turn To Like That, And Not To Worry Constantly That One Was Looking To The Wrong Stars.

He's Probably Never Met A Six-foot Tall Hot Elf-women In A Fur Bikini Either.

Or Am I The Only Warlock You Know?" "no... But You Are The Only Warlock We Know Who Happens To Dating A Friend Of Ours.

Can I Touch Your Mango?

It Was Like A Bad Movie Except He Didn’t Actually Twirl His Mustache.” -jace To Maryse About Valentine, Pg.122-

It Doesn't Matter How Many Times You Say It. It'll Still Be True.' 'and It Doesn't Matter What You Won't Let Me Say, That'll Still Be True Too.

Those Girls On The Other Side Of The Car Are Staring At You." "of Course They Are," He Said. "i Am Stunningly Attractive.

Don't Sulk. For Someone With All The Grace And Coordination Of A Pregnant Wildebeest, You Did Great.

You Have Ruthlessness In Your Bones And Ice In Your Heart, Clarissa. Don't Tell Me Any Differently.

Jace Snorted So Loudly That She Turned On Him With A Frown. He Wiggled His Mud-caked Fingers At Her. His Nails Were Black Crescents. "filthy Inside And Out.

Yes?" Said Clary, Her Voiced Sharply Edged. "since I Found Out What? That He's A Killer Transvestite Who Molests Cats?" "no Wonder That Cat Of His Hates Everyone.

How Rude. Many Who Have Gazed Upon Me Have Compared The Experience To Gazing At The Radiance Of The Sun." Jem Still Had His Eyes Closed. "if They Mean It Gives You A Headache, They Aren't Wrong.

Alec Drew His Hand Back With A Low Whistle. "the Inquisitor Meant Business." "of Course She Did. I'm A Dangerous Criminal. Or Hadn't You Heard?" Jace Heard The Acid In His Own Tone, Saw Alec Flinch, And Was Meanly, Momentarily, Glad. "she Didn't Call You A Criminal, Exactly..." "no, I'm Just A Very Naughty Boy. I Do All Sorts Of Bad Things. I Kick Kittens. I Make Rude Gestures At Nun

Filters Are For Cigarrettes And Coffee," Simon Muttered Under His Breath As They Went Inside. "two Things I Could Use Right Now, Incidentally.

Why Are You Such An Asshat?" "an Asshat?" Jace Looked As If He Were About To Laugh.

I Get A Lot Of Inspiration From Research In Mythology And Folklore, I Find That Stories People Told Each Other Thousands Of Years Ago Are Still Relevant Now.

My Mom Says You Only Need Three People You Can Rely On To Achieve Self-actualization.

"what Are You Doing Here Anyway?" "'here' As In Your Bedroom Or 'here' As In The Great Spiritual Question Of Our Purpose Here On This Planet?"

Well, You'll Have To Wait Till Tomorrow. I'm Out Of Commission." (he Points To His Shirt) "look. Jammies.

Cucumber And Bergamot," Clary Said. "is There Anything Else You Hate That I Ought To Know About?" Jace Looked At Dorothea Over The Rim Of His Teacup. "liars," He Said.

Someday, Will, I Will Go Where None Can Follow Me, And I Think It Will Be Sooner Rather Than Later. Have You Ever Asked Yourself Why I Agreed To Be Your Parabatai?

Was This What It Meant To Love Someone? That Any Burden Was A Burden Shared, That They Could Give You Comfort With A Word Or A Touch?

You Can Tell Me To Stop Any Time You Want, But You Won't.

Here's A Hot Tip: Most Girls Don't Like Being Stalked.

My Name Is Sabastian. I Had A Father, But He Is Dead. I Had A Mother, But She Is Dead To Me. I Have A Brother, And I Will Bind Him To Me. I Have A Sister, And I Will Teach Her To Love Me. My Name Is Sabastain, And I Am Going To Burn Down The World

I've Noticed The Fair Folk Often Say 'perhaps' When There Is A Truth They Want To Hide," Clary Said. "it Keeps You From Having To Give A Straight Answer." "perhaps So," Said The Queen With An Amused Smile. "'mayhap' Is A Good Word Too," Alec Suggested. "also 'perchance,'" Izzy Said. "i See Nothing Wrong With 'maybe'," Said Simon. "a Little Modern, But The Gist Of The Idea Comes Across.

Life Is Full Of Risks. Death Is Much Simpler.

She Seemed Like A Creature Made To Attract Everyone And Express Nothing Real, Though It Would Take A Master Observer, Like Magnus, To Know It.

I Dislike Boats," Ragnor Observed, Looking Around. "i Get Vilely Seasick." The Turning Green Joke Was Too Easy. Magnus Was Not Going To Stoop To Make It.

The Boy Was Standing Alone As Though The Broken Glass All Around Him Were A Shining Sea And He Were An Island.

How Can You Not Understand?" He Pointed At Her Books. "you Read Novels. Obviously, I'm Here To Rescue You. Don't I Look Like Sir Galahad?" He Raised His Arms Dramatically. "my Strength Is As The Strength Of Ten, Because My Heart Is Pure---

Being A Silent Brother Is Life, Clary Fray. But If You Mean I Remember My Life Before The Brotherhood, I Do. Clary Took A Deep Breath. “were You Ever In Love? Before The Brotherhood? Was There Ever Anyone You Would Have Died For?” There Was A Long Silence. Then: Two People, Said Brother Zachariah. There Are Memories That Time Does Not Erase, Clarissa. Ask Your Friend Magnus Bane, If You Do Not Believe Me. Forever Does Not Make Loss Forgettable, Only Bearable.

So When The Moon's Only Partly Full, You Only Feel A Little Wolfy?" "you Could Say That." "well, You Can Go Ahead And Hang Your Head Out The Car Window If You Feel Like It." "i'm A Werewolf, Not A Golden Retriever.

I Fell In Love With You," He Said, "because You Were One Of The Bravest People I've Ever Known. So How Could I Ask You To Stop Being Brave Just Because I Loved You?

I Would Leave At Once, But It Would Be Cruel To Abandon A Lady In A Foreign Land With A Maniac.

You Kindled Me, Heap Of Ashes That I Am, Into Fire. He Had Wondered Once Why Love Was Always Phrased In Terms Of Burning. The Conflagration In His Own Veins, Now, Gave The Answer.

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