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Can I Help You With Something?" Clary Turned Instant Traitor Against Her Gender. "those Girls On The Other Side Of The Car Are Staring At You." Jace Assumed An Air Of Mellow Gratification. "of Course They Are," He Said, "i Am Stunningly Attractive.

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Can I Help You With Something?" Clary Turned Instant Traitor Against Her Gender. "those Girls On The Other Side Of The Car Are Staring At You." Jace Assumed An Air Of Mellow Gratification. "of Course They Are," He Said, "i Am Stunningly Attractive.

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Tell You What.' Alec Reached For A Second Seraph Blade. 'we Live Through This, And I Promise I'll Introduce You To My Whole Family.' Magnus Raised His Hands, His Fingers Shining With Individual Azure Flames. They Lit His Grin With A Fiery Blue Glow. 'it's A Deal.

He Grabbed For The Coatrack That Stood By The Door, Ripped The Coats Off It, And Flung The Door Wide, The Rack Held Above His Head Like A Javelin. On The Other Side Of The Door Was Jace. He Blinked. "is That A Coatrack?

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He’s Not Feeling Well,” Clary Said, Catching At Simon’s Wrist. “we’re Going.” “no,” Simon Said. “no, I — I Need To Talk To Him. To The Inquisitor." Robert Reached Into His Jacket And Drew Out A Crucifix. Clary Stared In Shock As He Held It Up Between Himself And Simon. “i Speak To The Night’s Children Council Representative, Or To The Head Of The New York Clan,” He Said. “not To Any Vampire Who Comes To Knock At My Door —“ Simon Reached Out And Plucked The Cross Out Of Robert’s Hand. “wrong Religion,” He Said.

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I'll Just Be Your Brother From Now On." He Said, Looking At Her With A Hopeful Expectation That She Would Be Pleased, Which Made Her Want To Scream That He Was Smashing Her Heart Into Pieces And He Had To Stop. "that's What You Wanted, Isn't It?" It Took Her A Long Time To Answer, And When She Did, Her Own Voice Sounded Like An Echo, Coming From Very Far Away. "yes," She Said, And She Heard The Rush Of Waves In Her Ears And Her Eyes Stung As If From Sand Or Salt Spray. "that's What I Wanted.

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Clary?” Jace Tilted His Head To The Side, Studying Her Face. “you Do—you Still Love Me, Don’t You?” “i Love Jace Lightwood,” She Said. “i Don’t Know Who You Are.

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Under His Dripping Hair, He Was As White As Parchment, His Hands Clenched At His Sides So Tightly That They Were Shaking. It Seemed Clear That Some Terrible Turmoil Was Ripping Him Apart From The Inside Out.

You Can't Just Go Around Killing People. You're Right. You Can't Go Around Killing People.

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You Are Not The Last Dream Of My Soul. You Are The First Dream, The Only Dream I Ever Was Unable To Stop Myself From Dreaming. You Are The First Dream Of My Soul, And From That Dream I Hope Will Come All Other Dreams, A Lifetime’s Worth.

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Unrequited Love Is A Ridiculous State, And It Makes Those In It Behave Ridiculously.

Unrequited Love

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How Had It Happened, Simon Thought, That He Was Bound To These People—to People Who Thought Of Him As Nothing More Than A Downworlder, Half Human At Best?

Unfortunately, We're All Out Of Bitter Evange At The Moment, So It's Either Tea Or Nothing

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So, What Are You?" "what I Am Is Someone Who Doesn't Want You To Jump Out Of The Window. The Rest Are Details.

Okay. I've Got A Good One." Simon Stroked Isabelle's Hair Feeling Her Lashes Flutter Against His Neck As She Closed Her Eyes. "a Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy Far, Far Away.

If You Knew How To Cook, Maybe I Would Eat," Jace Muttered. Isabelle Froze, Her Spoon Poised Dangerously. "what Did You Say?" Jace Edged Toward The Fridge. "i Said I'm Going To Look For A Snack To Eat." That's What I Thought You Said." Isabelle Turned Her Attention To The Soup.

I Believe That Authors Don't Have A Responsibility To Include "messages" In Their Work, But They Do Have A Responsibility To Write A World That Seems True And Real, Never More Than When Expecting Readers To Believe In Magic And Angels And Fairies.

I Am Nothing If Not Gracious," Will Said. His Eyes Searched Jem's Face, That Face As Familiar To Him As His Own. "and Determined. You Will Not Leave Me. Not While I Live.

The Kitchen Was Just As Empty, Even The Refrigerator Gone, The Chairs, The Table--the Kitchen Cabinets Stood Open, Their Bare Shelves Reminder Her Of A Nursery Rhyme. She Cleared Her Throat. "what Would Demons," She Said, "want With Our Microwave?

She Seemed Shy, Yet All Her Attention Was Focused On Magnus, As If He Were The Most Fascinating Thing She Had Ever Seen. There Was No Man Who Did Not Want To See Himself Reflected Like That In A Beautiful Girl's Eyes.

No One Told You To Call Your Band Salacious Mold, My Friend." "we're Millennium Lint Now," Simon Protested

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That Was What Humans Did: They Left On Another Messages Through Time, Pressed Between Pages Or Carved Into Rock. Like Reaching Out A Hand Through Time, And Trusting In A Phantom Hoped-for Hand To Catch Yours. Humans Did Not Last Forever. They Could Only Hope What They Made Would Endure.

Dear Isabelle, Alec Is About To Have A Nervous Breakdown. If You Do Not Immediately Desist Planing My Wedding To Your Brother, I Will Come Back To Manhattan And Blow Up The Institute. I Will Turn Church Into A Man-eating Beast Who Will Rampage Through The Streets Of Manhattan, Stepping On Mundanes. And I Will Make You Fat. Love, Magnus

If You Wanted To Rip My Clothes Off, You Should Have Asked." (jace Wayland)

Clary- "how To Come Out To Your Parents," She Read Out Loud. "luke. Don't Be Ridiculous. Simon's Not Gay, He's A Vampire.

Magnus Reached Out To Touch Alec, But Alec Moved Away. Magnus' Hand Fall To Himself.

Wallowing Was For Elephants, Depressing People And Depressing Elephants

I Told You Before, Jem, That You Would Not Leave Me. And You Are Still With Me. When I Breathe, I Will Think Of You, For Without You I Would Have Been Dead Years Ago. When I Wake Up And When I Sleep, When I Lift Up My Hands To Defend Myself Or When I Lie Down To Die, You Will Be With Me. You Say We Are Born And Born Again. I Say There Is A River That Divides The Dead And The Living. What I Do Know Is That If We Are Born Again, I Will Meet You In Another Life, And If There Is A River, You Will Wait On The Shores For Me To Come To You, So That We Can Cross Together.

I Hope You Told Him You Were Bitten By A Gay Spider.

I Am Brave," Will Said... "yes, You Are," Magnus Said, And Kissed Him. It Wasn't The Most Dramatic Kiss, But Will Failed His Free Arm As If A Bee Had Landed On Him; Magnus Had To Hope Camille Would Assume This Was Passion. When They Broke Apart, Will Looked Stunned. So Did Camille, For That Matter. ... Will Swung Sideways...he Dashed Across The Room, Retrieved It, And Tucked It Into Magnus's Waistcoat Pocket. Then, With A Wink At Camille That, Magnus Thought, God Alone Knew How She Would Interpret, He Sauntered Out Of The Room.

There Is More To Living Than Not Dying," He Said. "look At The Way You Live Will. You Burn As Bright As A Star.

Hey Guys! Wish You Were Here, Except Not Really. We're Having Fun. Check It Out-the Pyramids! -alec And Magnus

You Don't Need To Worry, Though. He's Not My Type." "i Don't Think I've Ever Heard A Girl Say That Before," Said Simon. "i Thought Jace Was The Kind Of Guy Who Was Everyone's Type.

It Was At First Almost As If He Hadn't Wanted To Kiss Her. His Mouth Was Hard On Hers, Unyielding; Then He Put Both Arms Around Her And Pulled Her Against Him. His Lips Softened. She Could Feel The Rapid Beat Of His Heart, Taste The Sweetness Of Apples Still On His Mouth. She Wound Her Hands Into His Hair, As She'd Wanted To Do Since The First Time She'd Seen Him. His Hair Curled Around Her Fingers, Silky And Fine. Her Heart Was Hammering, And There Was A Rushing Sound In Her Ears, Like Beating Wings

Surely The Shadowhunter Community Must Honor You And Hold You In High Esteem As A Gentleman Who Has Truly Advanced Their Race. No, Henry Said Sadly. Mostly They Wish That I Would Stop Suggesting New Inventions And Cease Setting Fire To Things.

But The Rest Of Jace’s Mind Is Watching The Door Slam Behind Her And Seeing The Final Ruin Of All His Dreams. It Was One Thing To Push It To This Point. It Is Another To Let Go Forever. Because He Knows Clary, And If She Goes Now, She Will Not Ever Come Back.

Mom. I Have Something To Tell You. I’m Undead. Now, I Know You May Have Some Preconceived Notions About The Undead. I Know You May Not Be Comfortable With The Idea Of Me Being Undead. But I’m Here To Tell You That Undead Are Just Like You And Me … Well, Okay. Possibly More Like Me Than You.

If I Was Harsh With You, It Was Because I Cannot Bear To See You Treat Yourself As If You Are Worth Nothing. Whatever Part You Might Act To The Contrary, I See You As You Really Are, My Blood Brother. Not Just Better Than You Pretend To Be, But Better Than Most People Could Hope To Be.

I Told You To Bring Me To Alec! Backstabbing Judas.

I Really Wish You Hadn't Worn That Sweater,'he Muttered Into Her Ear. 'it's Good Practice For You,' She Replied,her Lips Moving Against His Skin. 'tomorrow,fishnets.' Against Her Side,warm And Familiar,she Felt Him Laugh.

Isabelle: All The Boys Are Gay. In This Van, Anyway. Well, Except For You, Simon. Simon: Glad You Noticed. Magnus: I Prefer To Think Of Myself As A Freewheeling Bisexual. Alec: Please Never Say That In Front Of My Parents.

For Five Years It Had Been His Absolute Truth. Jem And Will. Will And Jem. Will Herondale Lives, Therefore Jem Carstairs Lives Also.

All The Stories Are True

Glory?....glory Belongs To God Alone.

Look, It's Easy To Outsmart A Werewolf Or A Vampire," Jace Said. "they're No Smarter Than Anyone Else. But Faeries Live For Hundreds Of Years And They're As Cunning As Snakes. They Can't Lie, But They Love To Engage In Creative Truth-telling. They'll Find Out Whatever It Is You Want Most In The World And Give It To You—with A Sting In The Tail Of The Gift That Will Make You Regret You Ever Wanted It In The First Place." He Sighed. "they're Not Really About Helping People. More About Harm Disguised As Help.

Magnus Glanced At Alec And Raised His Eyebrows "boo", He Said. Jace Was Grinning. "come On,surely You've Got A Phobia Or Two. What Scares You?" Alec Thought For A Moment. "spiders," He Said. Clary Turned To Luke. "have You Got A Spider Anywhere?" Luke Looked Exasperated. "why Would I Have A Spider? Do I Look Like Someone Who Would Collect Them?" No Offense," Jace Said, "but You Kind Of Do.

Every Heart Has Its Own Melody," He Said. "you Know Mine. - James Carstairs

You Ask A Lot Of Questions, Don't You?" "my Brother Always Says Curiosity Is My Besetting Sin.

Bitten? You Mean You're A-" "a Werewolf," Said The Girl. "like Everyone Else Here. Except You, And The Asshole. And The Asshole's Sister.

What If Everything You Believe Is Wrong And You Could Still Be Loved And Still Be Forgiven?

And The Answer Is Yes. I Have Loved You. I Always Have, And I Always Will.

"well, At Least You Know It Works This Time," She Said, Getting On Behind Him. "if We Crash Into The Parking Lot Of A Key Food, I'll Kill You, You Know That?" "don't Be Ridiculous," Said Jace. "there Are No Parking Lots On The Upper East Side. Why Drive When You Can Get Your Groceries Delivered?"

Upper East Side

No, The Last Thing She Cared About Was Whether People Were Staring At The Boy And Girl Kissing By The River, As London, It's Cities And Towers And Churches And Bridges And Streets, Circled All About Them Like The Memory Of A Dream. And If The Thames That Ran Beside Them, Sure And Silver In The Afternoon Light, Recalled A Night Long Ago When The Moon Shone As Brightly As A Shilling On This Same Boy And Girl, Or If The Stones Of Blackfriars Knew The Tread Of Their Feet And Thought To Themselves: At Last, The Wheel Comes To A Full Circle, They Kept Their Silence.

I Know What I'm Asking. For You To Find A Needle In - God, Not Even A Haystack. A Needle In A Tower Of Other Needles." "plunge Your Hand In A Tower Of Needles," Said Magnus, "and You Are Likely To Cut Yourself Badly. Are You Sure This Is What You Want?

With A Sigh She Reached Into Her Pocket And Drew Out A Small Velvet Bag, Which Upended On The Table. Two Gold Rings Fell Out, Landing With A Soft Clink. Simon Looked At Them Puzzled. "you Want To Get Married?

Alec Raised His Blue Eyes."whos Will?" Magnus Exhled A Sort Laugh."will.dear God.that Was A Long Time Ago.will Was A Shadowhunter,like You.and Yes,he Did Look Like You,but Your Nothing Like Him.jace Is Much More The Way Will Was,in Personality At Least-and My Relationship With You Is Nothing Like The One I Had With Will.is That Whats Bothering You?" "i Dont Like Thinking Your Only With Me Because I Look Like So Dead Guy You Liked.

Wo Ai Ni, Tessa,” He Whispered. “wo Bu Xiang Shi Qu Ni.” She Knew, Without Knowing How She Knew, What The Words Meant. I Love You. And I Don’t Want To Lose You.

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

I Need A Bodyguard." Simon Eyed Him. "have You Been Watching The Bodyguard? Because I Am Not Going To Fall In Love With You And Carry You Around In My Burly Arms.

Falling In Love

Charlotte, Will’s Being Vexing.' 'and The Sun Has Come Up In The East,' Said Jem, To No One In Particular.

It Is The Mundanes Who Look At Me And See Something They Do Not Understand—a Boy Who Is Not Quite White And Not Quite Foreign Either." "just As I Am Not Human, And Not Demon Either," Tessa Said Softly. His Eyes Softened. "you Are Human," He Said. "never Think You Are Not. I Have Seen You With Your Brother; I Know How You Care For Him. If You Can Feel Hope, Guilt, Sorrow, Love—then You Are Human.

Through Many Waters Borne, Brother, I Am Come To Thy Sad Grave, That I May Give These Last Gifts To The Dead. Forever And Ever, Brother, Hail. Forever And Ever, Farewell.

Henry's Breath Hissed Out Through His Teeth. That Ba-bad Man, He Finished, With A Quick Glance At Cecily, Who Rolled Her Eyes.

I Was The Quiet Kid In The Corner, Reading A Book. In Elementary School, I Read So Much And So Often During Class That I Was Actually Forbidden From Reading Books During School Hours By My Teachers.

Isabelle's Clothes Looked Ridiculous. Clary Had To Roll The Legs On The Jeans Up Several Times Before She Stopped Tripping On Them, And The Plunging Neckline Of The Red Tank Top Only Emphasized Her Lack Of What Eric Would Have Called A "rack.

It's Like Banging My Head Against The Wall, Except If I Were Actually Banging My Head On A Wall, I'd Be Able To Make Myself Stop.

The Rich Bought Wonderful Clothes You Recognized. The Richest Had Their Pople Go To Paris And Buy The Entire New Collection That No One Outside Of The Fashion House Has Seen.

Will Speechless For Once, A Glass Of Water Frozen Halfway To His Lips

The Meek May Inherit The Earth, But At The Moment It Belongs To The Conceited. Like Me.

Will Looked As If He Were Being Asked To Believe In Something Impossible—snow In Summertime, A London Winter Without Rain.

She Had A Plan. Even If It Was A Little Insane.

Clary Found Herself Wondering If The Forsaken Were Edible.

I Kick Kittens. I Made Rude Gestures At Nuns.

I Was Hoping They Would Put Up Flyers Like They Do For Lost Cats." He Said. "missing, One Stunningly Attractive Teenage Boy. Answers To 'jace' Or 'hotstuff'." "you Did Not Just Say That." "you Don't Like 'hotstuff'? You Think 'sweet Cheeks' Might Be Better? "love Crumpet'? Really? That Last One's Stretching It A Bit. Though, Technically My Family Is British-

Trains Are Great Dirty Smoky Things," Said Will. "you Won't Like It." Tessa Was Unmoved. "i Won't Know If I Like It Until I Try It, Will I?" "i've Never Swum Naked In The Thames Before, But I Know I Wouldn't Like It." "but Think How Entertaining For Sightseers," Said Tessa, And She Saw Jem Duck His Head To Hide The Quick Flash Of His Grin.

Other Crack Teams Get Bat Boomerangs And Wall-climbing Powers; We Get Aquatruck.

It Was Truly Amazing, Clary Thought, How Much Teenage Boys Were Able To Eat Without Ever Gaining Weight Or Making Themselves Sick. -pg.68-

Simon Grinned. "you've Never Heard Of Dungeons And Dragons?" "i've Heard Of Dungeons," Jace Said. "also Dragons. Although They're Mostly Extinct.

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

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—

I'm The One Who's Always Been There For You... Not Him!

I've Never Minded It," He Went On. "being Lost, That Is. I Had Always Thought One Could Not Truly Be Lost If One Knew One's Own Heart. But I Fear I May Be Lost Without Knowing Yours.

The Queen Sniffed. "i Rather Miss Your Jace," She Said. "of All Of You, He Was The Prettiest And The Best-mannered.

Your Friend's Poetry Is Terrible," He Said. Clary Blinked, Caught Momentarily Off Guard. "what?" "i Said His Poetry Was Terrible. It Sounds Like He Ate A Dictionary And Started Vomiting Up Words At Random.

Not Enough," He Said, Letting Her Hair Slip Through His Fingers. "if I Kiss You All Day, Everyday, For The Rest Of My Life, It Won't Be Enough.

When I First Arrived In London, I So Quickly Tired Of Being Surrounded By So Many People That It Was Only With Great Difficulty That I Refrained From Seizing The Next Unfortunate Who Crossed My Path And Committing Violent Acts Upon Their Person.

You Speak Of Sacrifice, But It Is Not My Sacrifice I Offer. It Is Yours I Ask Of You," He Went On. "i Can Offer You My Life, But It Is A Short Life; I Can Offer You My Heart, Though I Have No Idea How Many More Beats It Shall Sustain. But I Love You Enough To Hope That You Will Not Care That I Am Being Selfish In Trying To Make The Rest Of My Life--whatever Its Length--happy, By Spending It With You. I Want To Be Married To You, Tessa. I Want It More Than I Have Ever Wanted Anything Else In My Life.

I'm Here," She Said, Skidding To A Stop. "can We Go Now?" Sebastian Insisted On Helping Her On With The Coat. "i Don't Think Anyone's Ever Helped Me With My Coat Before," Clary Observed, Freeing The Hair That Had Gotten Trapped Under Her Collar. "well, Maybe Waiters. Were You Ever A Waiter?" "no, But I Was Brought Up By A Frenchwoman," Sebastian Reminded Her. "it Involves An Even More Rigorous Course Of Training.

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