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Children Of The Nephilim," Magnus Said. "well, Well. I Don't Recall Inviting You." Isabelle Took Out Her Invitation And Waved It Like A White Flag. "i Have An Invitation. These"--she Indicated The Rest Of The Group With A Grand Wave Of Her Arm--"are My Friends." Magnus Plucked The Invitation Out Of Her Hand And Looked At It With Fastidious Distaste. "i Must Have Been Drunk," He Said. He Threw The Door Open. "come In. And Try Not To Murder Any Of My Guests." Jace Looked At Him, "even If One Of Them Spills Something On My New Shoes?" "even Then." - 219

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Children Of The Nephilim," Magnus Said. "well, Well. I Don't Recall Inviting You." Isabelle Took Out Her Invitation And Waved It Like A White Flag. "i Have An Invitation. These"--she Indicated The Rest Of The Group With A Grand Wave Of Her Arm--"are My Friends." Magnus Plucked The Invitation Out Of Her Hand And Looked At It With Fastidious Distaste. "i Must Have Been Drunk," He Said. He Threw The Door Open. "come In. And Try Not To Murder Any Of My Guests." Jace Looked At Him, "even If One Of Them Spills Something On My New Shoes?" "even Then." - 219

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There Was A Time I Thought I Was A Ferret.

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Demon Pox, Oh, Demon Pox Just How Is It Acquired? One Must First Go To The Bad Part Of Town Until One Is Very Tired Demon Pox, Oh, Demon Pox I Had It All Along- No, Not The Pox, You Foolish Blocks I Meant This Very Song- For I Was Right, And You Were Wrong!

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Life Could Not Be Entirely Devoted To Debauchery And Monkeys. Magnus Had To Finance All The Drinking Somehow.

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Clockwork Prince Pg. 298 "though Rather Despite Myself, I Thought Him A Pretty Bit Of Poison To Start With, But I Have Come Around. There Is A Soul Under All That Bravado. And He Is Really Alive, One Of The Most Alive People I Have Ever Met. When He Feels Something, It Is As Bright And Sharp As Lightning.

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Sorrow, The Color’s White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown, And Red To Call Enchantment Down.

What He Needs Now Is To Love And Have That Love Returned.

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Come With Me." "come With You? To Pandemonium? To The Void? And Here I Thought That My Invitation To Summer In New Jersey Was The Worst I Had Ever Received.

What Don't Kill Me... Had Better Start Running!

Let Me Give You A Piece Of Advice. The Handsome Young Fellow Who's Trying To Rescue You From A Hideous Fate Is Never Wrong. Not Even If He Says The Sky Is Purple And Made Of Hedgehogs.

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I Know You Worry About Me Needing You, But I Shouldn't Be With You Because I Need You. I Should Be With You Because I Love You.

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I Have A Fetish For Damsels In Distress.” “don’t Be Sexist.” “not At All. My Services Are Also Available To Gentlemen In Distress. It’s An Equal Opportunity Fetish.

Mundane Humans Create Distinctions Between Themselves, Distinctions That Seem Ridiculous To Any Shadowhunter. Their Distinctions Are Based On Race, Religion, National Identity, Any Of A Dozen Minor And Irrelevant Markers. ~ Valentine

You Understand My Music.

If It's The Lack Of Forbidden You're Worried About. You Could Still Forbid Me To Do Things." "what Kind Of Things?" She Felt Him Smile Against Her Mouth. "things Like This.

She Felt As If She Bled Her Regret And Loneliness From Her Very Pores, And Yet She Could Not Shape Those Feelings Into Any Sentiment She Could Imagine Her Parents Could Bear Reading.

How She Still Thought Of Max Every Day And It Was Like Someone Had Emptied Her Lungs Of Air, And She Would Catch At Her Heart, Afraid She Was Dying.

It Didn’t Matter, Anyway. There Was Only One Thing She Could Ask For, In The End, Only One Real Choice. She Raised Her Eyes To The Angel’s. "jace," She Said.

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.

Alec Would Have Said He Could Have Benefited From A Bit More In The Way Of Constructive Cowardice.

Maybe You Should Call Him,' Simon Suggested, Trying Not To Think Too Hard About How Weird It Was To Be Giving A Demon Hunter Advice About Possibly Dating A Warlock.

Wanderlust Is Not Unheard Of In Our Kind; It Comes Upon Us Now And Then. When You Can Live Forever, Staying In One Place Can Come To Seem A Dull Prison After Many, Many Years.

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?

Well, Why Did You Kill Jeremiah? And Don't Bother Feeding Me Some Story About How You Just Happened To Wander Along After He Spontaneously Died. I Know You Did This.

I Fear I Must Agree," Magnus Murmured. He Pressed A Hand Over His Heart And His New Peacock-blue Waistcoast. "i Strive To Find Some Respect In My Heart For You, But Alas! It Seems An Impossible Quest.

Smarmy Little Prig,” Will Snarled, Leaning Father Forward, As If He Longed To Reach Through The Magical Portal And Strangle Gabriel. “when I Get Him Alone…” “i Ought To Go In With Her Instead,” Gabriel Went On. “i Can Look Out For Her A Bit More. Instead Of Simply Looking Out For Myself.” “hanging’s Too Good For Him,” Agreed Jem, Who Looked As If He Were Trying Not To Laugh. “tessa Knows Will,” Protested Charlotte. “she Trusts Will.” “i Wouldn’t Go That Far,” Muttered Tessa.

Perhaps Not," Said Will, Who Had Ears Like A Bat's. "but I Would Make A Radiant Bride.

Will's Father's Gaze Went Immediately To Gabriel, And Then To Cecily, His Eyes Narrowing. "and Who Is This Gentlemen?" Will's Grin Widened. "oh Him," He Said. "this Is Cecliy's Friend, Mr. Gabriel Lightworm." Gabriel, Half In The Act Of Stretching His Hand To Greet Mr. Herondale, Froze In Horror. "lightwood," He Sputtered. "gabriel Lightwood.

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

One Must Look At The Next Step On The Path Ahead, Rather Than The Mountain In The Distance, Or One Would Never Reach One's Goal.

Nicely Done, Brother," Said Gabriel From The Bed, Blinking Sleepy Green Eyes At Gideon. Gideon Threw A Scone At Him.

You Point Your Feet Out Too Much When You Walk,” Will Went On. He Was Busy Polishing An Apple On His Shirtfront, And Appeared Not To Notice Tessa Glaring At Him. “camille Walks Delicately. Like A Faun In The Woods. Not Like A Duck” “i Do Not Walk Like A Duck.” “i Like Ducks,” Jem Observed Diplomatically. “especially The Ones In Hyde Park.

Also, I'm Sleeping With Your Mom. Just Thought You Should Know.

There Were Some Feelings You Never Forgot.

I Think You Ought To Let Me Take Poor Tessa Into Town To Get Some New Clothes. Otherwise, The First Time She Takes A Deep Breath, That Dress Will Fall Right Off Her." Will Looked Interested. "i Think She Should Try That Out Now And See What Happens.

Magnus Began To Be Truly Alarmed. Will's Voice Would Have Shaken, Betraying That His Cruelty Had Been Part Of His Playacting, But His Son's Laugh Was That Of Someone Genuinely Delighted By The Chaos Erupting All Around Him

This Was Jace Being Brave. Simon Thought, Brave And Snarky Because He Thought Lilith Was Going To Kill Him, And That Was The Way He Wanted To Go, Unafraid And On His Feet. Like A Warrior. The Way Shadowhunters Did. His Death Song Would Always Be This-jokes And Snideness And Pretend Arrogance, And That Look In His Eyes That Said 'i'm Better Than You'. Simon Just Hadn't Realized It Before.

Like Letting Spiders Live Because They Eat Mosquitoes, Clary Thought. "so They're Good Enough To Let Live, Good Enough To Make Your Food For You, Good Enough To Flirt With-but Not Really Good Enough? I Mean, Not As Good As People.

Isabelle Was Holding An Umbrella. It Was Clear Plastic, Decorated With Decals Of Colorful Flowers. It Was One Of The Girliest Things Simon Had Ever Seen, And He Didn’t Blame Alec For Ducking Out From Under It And Taking His Chances With The Rain.

Now Before We Do Any Digging Around In That Blond Head Of Yours To Find Out The Truth, I Suggest You Cool Your Temper. And I Know Just Where You Can Do That Best.” Jace Blinked. “are You Sending Me To My Room?

Everything We Need To Know Is Locked Up In Your Head, Under Those Pretty Red Curls." Clary Reached Up To Touch Her Hair Protectively. "i Dont Think-" "so What Are You Going To Do?" Simon Asked Sharply. "cut Her Head Open To Get At It?

I Didn't Know You Were Bringing The Mundane." His Blue Eyes Flicked Uneasily Over Simon. "that's What I Like About You People," Said Simon. "you Always Make Me Feel So Welcome.

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.

We Can Buy You One Of Those Books They Have For Little Kids 'timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I Don't Think They Have One Called 'timmy Has Two Dads And One Of Them Was Evil'. That Part You're Just Going To Have To Work Through On Your Own.

She Unwrapped The Blanket When She Came In My Door. You Were Inside It. She Set You Down On The Floor And You Started Ranging Around, Picking Things Up, Pulling My Cat's Tail—you Screamed Like A Banshee When The Cat Scratched You, So I Asked Your Mother If You Were Part Banshee. She Didn't Laugh.

Have You Heard That Modesty Is An Attractive Traits? Only To Ugly People

One Of The Heavy Marble Busts That Lined The Higher Shelves Had Slid Free And Was Falling Toward Her; She Ducked Out Of Its Way, And It Hit The Floor Inches From Where She'd Been Standing, Leaving A Sizable Dent In The Floor. A Second Later Jace's Arms Were Around Her And He Was Lifting Her Off Her Feet. She Was Too Surprized To Struggle As He Carried Her Over To The Broken Window And Dumped Her Unceremoniously Out Of It.

And I Do Wish She Wouldn't Sing About Poisoning Just After We Have Eaten.

Jealousy Is Such An Ugly Emotion.

You Have A Dark Heart In You, Valentine’s Daughter,” He Said. “you Just Won’t Admit It. And If You Want Jace, You Had Better Accept It. Because He Belongs To Me Now.

You Stole A Boat,” She Snapped. “what Am I Doing With You, You Boat-stealing Lunatic?

Hi, I'm One Of The Knife-carrying Hooligans You Met Last Night In Pandemonium? I'm Afraid I Made A Bad Impression And Was Hoping You'd Give Me A Chance To Make It Up To-" "simon!

He Was A Vampire Now. He Was Supposed To Have Eternity. But What He Had Was Days.

We're Not Dating," Alec Said Again. "oh?" Magnus Said. "so You're Just That Friendly With Everybody, Is That It?

Sometimes, When Bridget Was In A Particularly Melodious Mood, Sophie Thought About Stalking Downstairs And Pushing Her Into The Oven Like The With In 'hansel And Gretel.

Carstairs Is Alright, I Suppose. If You Like That Sort.” “oh?” “the Taken. The Uninterested.” “as Opposed To… You, Gabriel?” “well, Yes.

Your Trusting Idiocy Knows No Bounds

If Only Simon Were Here. He Could Probably Bore You To Sleep.

When We Return, I Will Put You Forward For Ascension,” Charlotte Finished. “i Will Speak Out For Her Case As Well,” Gideon Said. “after All, I Have My Father’s Place On The Council—his Friends Will Listen To Me; They Still Owe Loyalty To Our Family—and Besides, How Else Can We Be Married?” “what?” Said Gabriel With A Wild Hand Gesture That Accidentally Flipped The Nearest Plate Onto The Floor, Where It Shattered. “married?” Said Henry. “you’re Marrying Your Father’s Friends On The Council? Which Of Them?

I Don't See Why Its Taking So Long," Maryse Was Saying To Magnus "is That Normal?" "what's Not Normal Is The Discount I'm Giving You."magnus Tapped The Heel Of His Boot Against The Wall. "normally I Charge Twice This Much

Being Sixteen Forever Sounded Good Until You Really Thought About It. Then It Didn't Seem Like Such A Great Prospect.

No. It Is Said That The Nephilim Are The Children Of Men And Angels. All That This Angelic Heritage Has Given To Us Is A Longer Distance To Fall.

Your Plans Are Suicidal. At Best.

Keep Up," Said An Irritable Voice In Her Ear. It Was Jace, Who Had Dropped Back To Walk Beside Her. "i Don't Want To Have To Keep Looking Behind Me To Make Sure Nothing's Happened To You." "so Don't Bother." "last Time I Left You Alone, A Demon Attacked You," He Pointed Out. "well, I'd Certainly Hate To Interrupt Your Pleasant Night Stroll With My Sudden Death." He Blinked. "there Is A Fine Line Between Sarcasm And Outright Hostility, And You Seem To Have Crossed It.

In A Closed Urban Fantasy, The Magical World Is Secret And No One Knows About It. In An Open Urban Fantasy, Everyone Knows About It. So With A Closed Fantasy, You Have To Figure Out How The World Keeps Itself Secret, And With An Open One, You Have To Figure Out How Knowledge Of Magic Has Altered The World We Know.

But That Was Isabelle — If There Was A Boy Around And Blame That Needed To Be Pinned On Someone, Isabelle Would Pin It On Him

Listen To Me. I Am Leaving, But I Am Living. I Will Not Be Gone From You Entirely, Will. When You Fight Now, I Will Be Still By You. When You Walk In The World, I Will Be The Light At Your Side, The Ground Steady Under Your Feet, The Force That Drives The Sword In Your Hand. We Are Bound, Beyond The Oath. The Marks Did Not Change That. The Oath Did Not Change That. It Merely Gave Words To Something That Existed Already.

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.

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