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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!

-Cassandra Clare

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Demon Pox, Oh, Demon

Cassandra Clare

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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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Even If You Haven't Had The Exclusivity Conversation, They're Still Going To Be Mad If They Find Out You're Dating Someone They Know And You Haven't Mentioned It. It's A Dating Rule." "well, How Am I Supposed To Know That Rule?" "everyone Knows That Rule." "i Thought You Were Supposed To Be On My Side." "i Am On Your Side!

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Because', She Said, 'your Problems Are Not Real Problems. You're Dating Two Beautiful Girls At Once. Think About It. That's Like...having Rock-star Problems.' 'having Rock-star Problems May Be The Closest I Ever Get To Being An Actual Rock Star.

To Love Is To Destroy

Being Jem, Tessa Reflected, Must Be A Great Deal Like Being The Owner Of A Thouroughbred Dog That Liked To Bite Your Guests. You Had To Have A Hand On His Collar Constantly.

Shadowhunters Were Brought Up To Handle Anything, Weren't They?

Most Shadowhunters Get Their First Marks At Twelve. It Must Have Been In Your Blood.” “maybe. Although I Doubt Most Shadowhunters Get A Tattoo Of Donatello From The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles On Their Left Shoulder.” Jace Looked Baffled. “you Wanted A Turtle On Your Shoulder?” -jace & Clary, Pg. 314-

As It Turned Out, Everyone Wanted A Doughnut. Jace Wanted Two.

That's Right," He Said. "i Created A A Bunch Of Forsaken Warriors, Had Them Attack The Institute And Kill Madeleine And Nearly Kill The Rest Of Us, Just So That I Could Keep Clary From At Home. And Lo And Behold, My Diabolical Plan Is Working.

Lord, You're Irish," Said Will. "can You Make Things That Don't Have Potatoes In Them? We Had An Irish Cook Once When I Was A Boy. Potato Pie, Potato Custard, Potatoes With Potato Sauce.

She Shook Her Head. She Was So Pale Under The Diffuse Lamp-light That She Looked Almost Transparent, As If Simon Could Have Looked Right Through Her. The Way, He Supposed, He Always Had.

My Ideas Often Come From Strong Mental Images. When I'm Observing Some Relatively Ordinary Thing, I'll Think, "what If...." And Out Of That Brainstorming A Story Emerges.

Hey Baby. Baby? You're Kidding Me, Right? I Was Trying It Out. No? No.

Declarations Of Love Amuse Me. Especially When Unrequited.

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When To People Tell The Same Lie..." "they Are Working Together," Will Finished

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No Matter What The Price Offered, No Downworlder Would Fail To Listen To A Warning Against One Of The Nephilim.

And Who Are All These People? There Weren't This Many When I Fell Asleep." Alfie Shrugged, Indicating That The Universe Was Mysterious And Nothing Would Ever Be Fully Understood.

So You Really Cant Think Of Anyone Else Who Might Want To Kill You?"asked Jace. "unlike In Your Case There Arent Actually All That Many People Who Dislike Me."said Simon.

It Won't Be Pleasant." "nothing Ever Is.

You Have To Give Everyone Ugly Motives For Everything They Do, Because Ugly Motives Are All You Understand.

"do You Remember Back At The Hotel When You Promised That If We Lived, You’d Get Dressed Up In A Nurse’s Outfit And Give Me A Sponge Bath?" "actually, I Think You Misheard," Clary Said. "it Was Simon Who Promised You The Sponge Bath." "as Soon As I’m Back On My Feet, Handsome," "i Knew We Should Have Left You A Rat," Said Jace.

A Great Sadness Welled Up In Magnus At The Sight Of Him. It Was Human To Age And Die, And Jem Stood Outside That Humanity Now, Outside The Light That Burned So Brightly And So Briefly. It Was Cold Outside That Light And Fire. No One Had Greater Cause To Know That Cold Than Magnus Did.

Someday," Magnus Said, Looking At The Crumpled Royal Person At His Feet, "i Must Write My Memoirs.

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

That's Your Truck Parked Up By The Factory Isn't It?" Magnus Pointed. "it's Awfully Butch For A Bookseller.

You Might Want To Lie Down," Magnus Advised. "i Find That It Helps When The Crushing Sense Of Horrible Realization Sets In.

Damnit.' Isabelle, Standing In The Mouth Of The Alley, Her Wet Black Hair Like A Cloak Around Her Shoulders, Kicked A Trash Can Out Of Her Way And Glowered. 'oh, For Goodness's Sake,' She Said. 'i Can't Believe You Two. Why? What's Wrong With Bedrooms? And Pivacy?

It Could Have Been The Whole Thing Where You Stabbed Him.

Could Have Been

The Warlock's Gaze, On The Flames, Was Remote And Distant, As If He Were Looking Back Into The Past. Simon Couldn't Help But Remember What Magnus Had Said To Him Once, About Living Forever: Someday You And I Will Be The Only Two Left.

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.

Love Isnt Mortal Or Immortal. It Just Is

He Made A Sound Of Frustation, Caught At Her Hand, Brought It To His Chest, And Pressed It Flat Over His Heart. The Steady Beat Hammered Against Her Palm. "every Heart Has Its Own Melody," He Said. "you Know Mine.

Does She Still Love You?" "i Don't Think So," Magnus Said Dryly. "she Wasn't Very Pleasant The Last Time I Saw Her. Of Course, That Could Be Because I've Got An Eighteen Year-old Boyfriend With A Stamina Rune And She Doesn't." Alec Sputtered. "as The Person Being Objectified, I ... Object To That Description Of Me.

And Maybe It Would Have Bitten You In Half," Said Will. "what You Are Describing, The Transformation Into A Demon, Is The Last Stage Of The Pox." "will!" Charlotte Threw Up Her Hands. "why Didn't You Say So?" "you Know, The Books On Demon Pox Are In The Library," Will Said With An Injured Tone. "i Wasn't Preventing Anyone From Reading Them." "yes, But If Benedict Was Going To Turn Into An Enormous Serpent, You'd Think You Could At Least Have Mentioned It," Said Charlotte. "as A Matter Of General Interest.

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.

To My Son, If You Are Reading This Letter, Then I Am Dead.

Her Name Rang In Will's Mind Like The Chime Of A Bell; He Wondered If Any Other Name On Earth Had Such An Inescapable Resonance To It. She Couldn't Have Been Named Something Awful, Could She, Like Mildred. He Couldn't Imagine Lying Awake At Night, Staring Up At The Ceiling While Invisible Voices Whispered 'mildred' In His Ears. But Tessa--

You Told Us To Leave You In The Desert, Because You Planned To Start A New Life As Cactus," Catarina Said, Her Voice Flat. "then You Conjured Up Tiny Needles And Threw Them At Us. With Pinpoint Accuracy.

Magnus Raised His Hands Above His Head And Clapped Once. The Room Flooded With Light. "you See? You Think That Would Be Possible Without Magic? "actually," Replied Simon, "it Is. If You Watched Infomercials You'd Know That.

I Think When We Make Choices—for Each Choice Is Individual Of The Choices We Have Made Before—we Must Examine Not Only Our Reasons For Making Them But What Result They Will Have, And Whether Good People Will Be Hurt By Our Decisions.

It’s Me,” He Said, And Cleared His Throat. “i Could Understand If You Didn’t Believe Me, But I Swear On The Angel, Iz, It’s Me.” Alec Said Nothing, But His Grip On Jace’s Hand Tightened. “you Don’t Need To Swear,” He Said, And With His Free Hand Touched The Parabatai Rune Near His Collarbone. “i Know. I Can Feel It. I Don’t Feel Like I’m Missing A Part Of Me Anymore.” “i Felt It Too.” Jace Took A Ragged Breath. “something Missing. I Felt It, Even With Sebastian, But I Didn’t Know What It Was I Was Missing. But It Was You. My Parabatai.

Get Over Here. Sheldon's Had An Idea." "who's Sheldon?", Said Isabelle.

Actually," Clary Said, "i Think He Stayed Because Of Me." Jace's Glaze Flicked Up To Hers With A Flash Of Gold. "because Of You? Hoping For Another Hot Date, Was He?" Clary Felt Herself Flush. "no. And Our Date Wasn't Hot. In Fact, It Wasn't Even A Date. Anyway, That's Not The Point. When He Came Into The Hall, He Kept Trying To Get Me To Go Outside With Him So We Could Talk. He Wanted Something From Me. I Just Don't Know What." "or Maybe He Just Wanted You," Jace Said. Seeing Clary's Expression, He Added, "not That Way. I Mean Maybe He Wanted To Bring You To Valentine.

Then You're Aping Him. Valentine Was One Of The Most Arrogant And Disrespectful Men I've Ever Met. I Suppose He Brought You Up To Be Just Like Him." "yes," Jace Said, Unable To Help Himself, "i Was Trained To Be An Evil Mastermind From A Young Age. Pulling The Wings Off Flies, Poisoning The Earth's Water Supply — I Was Covering That Stuff In Kindergarten. I Guess We're All Just Lucky My Father Faked His Own Death Before He Got To The Raping And Pillaging Part Of My Education, Or No One Would Be Safe.

How They Loved Each Other, These Three, How They Had Suffered For Each Another, And Yet How Much Joy They Clearly Took From Simply Being In The Same Room.

-nunca Dejaría De Creer En Ti -dijo-. Jamás. Lo Que Siento Por Ti...-se Atracó-. Es Lo Más Grande Que He Sentido En Mi Vida. [pp.78]

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

Don't Make It Sound Like That. Like Some Ordinary Sort Of Grief. It's Not Like That. They Say Time Heals All Wounds, But That Presumes The Source Of The Grief Is Finite. Over. This Is A Fresh Wound Every Day.

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.

It's All Right To Love Someone Who Doesn't Love You Back, As Long As They're Worth You Loving Them. As Long As They Deserve It.

Clockwork Angel

But Magnus, He Thought. You Never Told Me. Never Warned Me It Would Be Like This, That I Would Wake Up One Day And Realize That I Was Going Somewhere You Couldn't Follow. That We Are Essentially Not The Same. There's No "till Death Do Us Apart" For Those Who Never Die.

If The Marriage Were Valid, She'd Be Your Sister-in-law.

He Always Lived In His Head. He Never Cared About How Things Were, Only How They Would Be, Someday, When He Had Everything He Wanted. When We Had Everything We Wanted.

He Saved Your Life,” Clary Pointed Out. “details,” Said Simon Dismissively.

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

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

So, Technically," Simon Said, "even Though Jace Isn't Actually Related To You, You Have Kissed Your Brother.

Look, I Asked You Here For A Reason. Much As I Hate To Admit It, Vampire, We Have Something In Common. " "totally Awesome Hair?" Simon Suggested, But His Heart Wasn't Really In It Either. Something About The Look On Jace's Face Was Making Him Increasingly Uneasy. Simon Was Caught Off Guard. "clary?" "clary, " Jace Said Again. "you Know: Short, Redheaded, Bad Temper.

So John Took Out Of His Pocket A Knife Both Long And Sharp, And Stuck It Through His Brother's Heart, And The Blood Came Pouring Down. Says John To William, "take Off Thy Shirt, And Tear It From Gore To Gore, And Wrap It Round Your Bleeding Heart, And The Blood Will Pour No More.

So You Decided To Help Us By Killing The Guy We Were Talking To?" Clary Demanded "because You Thought He Had A Shady Past? Who- Who Does That? It Doesnt Make Any Sense.

Don't Fight In Front Of The Client, Boys." Catarina Implored In Her Sweet Voice," Or I Will Knock Your Heads Together So Hard, Your Skulls Will Crack Like Eggs

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.

Jace's Eyes Sparkled, But He Said Calmly, "not At All. The Silent Brothers Can Help Her Retrieve Her Memories." "you Hate The Silent Brothers," Protested Isabelle. "i Don't Hate Them," Said Jace Candidly."i'm Afraid Of Them. It's Not The Same Thing." "i Thought You Said They Were Libarians," Said Clary. "they Are Librarians." Simon Whistled. "those Must Be Some Killer Late Fees.

Of Course, The Guests Were Also Staring Because They Know Of My Relationship With Camille, And Are Wondering What We Might Be Doing Here In The Library... Alone." He Wiggled His Eyebrows At Tessa.

Forsooth, I No Longer Toil In Vain, To Prove That Demon Pox Warps The Brain. So Though 'ti Pity, It's Not In Vain That The Pox-ridden Worm Was Slain: For To Believe In Me, You All Must Deign.

There Was A Man Once Who Said That Mothers Carry The Key Of Our Souls With Them All Our Lives. But You Threw Mine Away

Are You Implying That Shreds Of My Reputation Remain Intact?" Will Demanded With Mock Horror. "clearly I Have Been Doing Something Wrong. Or Not Something Wrong, As The Case May Be." He Banged On The Side Of The Carriage. "thomas! We Must Away At Once To The Nearest Brothel. I Seek Scandal And Low Companionship.

She Felt As If The World Were Tilting And She Was Clinging On Helplessly, Trying To Keep From Tumbling Into A Black Abyss.

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

Tessa Knows Will,” Protested Charlotte. “she Trusts Will.” “iwouldn’t Go That Far,” Muttered Tessa.

I Had Such Plans For This Evening. The Pursuit Of Blind Drunkenness And Wayward Women Was My Goal. But Alas, It Was Not To Be. No Sooner Had I Consumed My Third Drink In The Devil Than I Was Accosted By A Delightful Small Flower Selling Child Who Asked Me For Twopence For A Daisy. The Price Seemed Steep, So I Refused. When I Told The Girl As Much, She Proceeded To Rob Me.” “a Little Girl Robbed You?” Tessa Said. “actually, She Wasn’t A Little Girl At All, As It Turns Out, But A Midget In A Dress With A Penchant For Violence, Who Goes By The Name Of Six-fingered Nigel.

We Were Once Getting Married. And I Have Loved You All This Time- A Century And A Half. -jem

He's A Cousin Of Some Friends Of The Lightwoods Or Something. He's Nice. I Promise." "nice, Bah. He's Gorgeous." Magnus Gazed Dreamily In His Direction. "you Should Leave Him Here. I Could Hang Hats On Him And Things." "no. You Can't Have Him." "why Not? Do You Like Him?" Magnus's Eyes Gleamed. "he Seems To Like You. I Saw Him Going For Your Hand Out There Like A Squirrel Diving For A Peanut.

It's My Special Magical Power. I Can Read Your Mind When You're Thinking Dirty Thoughts." "so, Ninety-five Percent Of The Time." She Craned Her Head Back To Look Up At Him. "ninety-five Percent? What's The Other Five Percent?" "oh, You Know, The Usual--demons I Might Kill, Runes I Need To Learn, People Who've Annoyed Me Recently, People Who've Annoyed Me Not So Recently, Ducks." "ducks?

Do You Often Sleep Tied To The Bed?

Maryse Sighed."nothing Conclusive.if Only The Dead Could Talk,eh,lucian?

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.

Jem Spoke With Enormous Care; Talking To Will About Anything Personal Was Like Trying Not To Startle Away A Wild Animal.

Regret Is Such A Pointless Emotion, Don't You Agree?

But-jace What Are You Doing?' 'finishing My Shower. And If You‘ve Made Me Run Through All The Hot Water, I‘ll Be Very Annoyed.

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