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Every Meeting Led To A Parting, And So It Would, As Long As Life Was Mortal. In Every Meeting There Was Some Of The Sorrow Of Parting, But In Everything Parting There Was Some Of The Joy Of Meeting As Well.

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Every Meeting Led To

Cassandra Clare

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Every Meeting Led To A Parting, And So It Would, As Long As Life Was Mortal. In Every Meeting There Was Some Of The Sorrow Of Parting, But In Everything Parting There Was Some Of The Joy Of Meeting As Well.

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Clary Grinned At Luke. “so You’re Not Moving To Idris, I Take It?” “nah,” He Said. He Looked As Happy As She’d Ever Seen Him. “the Pizza Here Is Terrible.

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A Very Magnanimous Statement, Gideon,” Said Magnus. “i’m Gabriel.” Magnus Waved A Hand. “all Lightwoods Look The Same To Me.

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Yes...and I'm Worried That If You Get Into The Habit Of Making Out With Your Instructors, You'll Wind Up Making Out With Him Too." "don't Be Sexist. They Could Find Me A Female Instructor." "in That Case, You Have My Permission To Make Out With Her As Long As I Can Watch.

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Magnus Hoped If He Ever Went Mad Like That Himself, So Mad That He Poisoned The Very Air Round Him And Hurt Everyone He Came Into Contact With, That There Would Be Someone Ho Loved Him Enough To Stop Him. To Kill Him, If It Came To That.

Is That What You Are Doing? Enduring? Surely An Engaged Woman Should Be Happier.” His Light Eyes Raked Her. “a Heart Divided Against Itself Cannot Stand, As They Say. You Love Them Both, And It Tears You Apart.

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I Swear, I Almost Died Back There On That Ship, You Know." He Let Her Hand Go, But He Was Staring At Her, Almost As If He Meant To Memorize Her Face. " I Know," He Said. "everytime You Almost Die, I Almost Die Myself.

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They Also Said She Was Unconscious And That Valentine Wasn’t Happy About It. He Seems To Be Waiting For Her To Wake Up.” “i’d Stay Unconscious If I Were Her,” Isabelle Muttered.

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You Love Him As A Falcon Loves His Master Who Binds And Blinds It.

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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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Ouch,” Jace Said In Her Ear, His Tone Indignant. “you Elbowed Me.” “well, You Landed On Me.

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. What's Up?

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.

She Was Glad She Had Been Scarred. She Said That Whoever Loved Her Now Would Love Her True Self, And Not Her Pretty Face.

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Despite The Heat In Her Face, It Felt As If Cold Needles Of Ice Were Running Up And Down Her Veins. "what Are You Doing Here?" He Drew Back Slightly, Looking Disappointed. "that Isn't Really An Answer To My Question, You Know. I Was Expecting More Of A "hallelujah Chorus.' I Mean, It's Not Every Day Your Boyfriend Comes Back From The Dead." "i Already Knew You Weren't Dead." She Spoke Through Numb Lips. "i Saw You In The Library. With--" "colonel Mustard?" "sebastian.

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Try Me On Any Day That Doesn't End In Y - Jace

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.

... Everything Seemed To Him A Uniform Shade Of Gray- Even The People! He Had Been Unable To Believe It Could Rain So Much In One Place, And So Unceasingly. The Damp Had Seemed To Come Up From The Floors And Into His Bones, So That He'd Thought He Would Eventually Sprout Mold, In The Manner Of A Tree. "you Do Get Used To It," He Said "even If Sometimes You Feel As If You Out To Be Able To Be Wrung Out Like A Washrag." P 311

You'd Better Hurry Up To The Gard And Back. God Knows What Depravity We Might Get Up To Here Without Your Guidance.

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He Grinned. “i Was Trying To Remember All The Deadly Sins The Other Day,” He Said. “greed,envy, Gluttony, Irony, Pedantry…” “i’m Pretty Sure Irony Isn’t A Deadly Sin.” “i’m Pretty Sure It Is.” “lust,” She Said. “lust Is A Deadly Sin.” “and Spanking.” “i Think That Falls Under Lust.” “i Think It Should Have Its Own Category,” Said Jace. “greed, Envy, Gluttony, Irony, Pedantry, Lust, And Spanking.

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She Looked Up At Him With A Smile. The Smile Broke What Was Left Of His Resistance - Shattered It. He Had Let The Walls Down When He'd Thought She Was Gone, And There Was No Time To Build Them Back Up. Helplessly He Pulled Her Against Him. For A Moment She Clung To Him Tightly, Warm And Alive In His Arms. Her Hair Brushed His Cheek. The Color Had Come Back Into The World; He Could Breathe Again, And For That Moment He Breathed Her In - She Smelled Of Salt, Blood, Tears, And Tessa.

You Didn't Have To Come After Me." "yes, I Did," He Said. "you're Far Too Inexperienced To Protect Yourself In A Hostile Situation Without Me." "that's Sweet. Maybe I'll Forgive You." "forgive Me? Fro What?" "fro Telling Me To Shut Up." His Eyes Narrowed. "i Did Not... Well, I Did, But You Were-" "never Mind.

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I'm Not Sure There's Such Thing A Thing As A Normal Life.

Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It." "of Course They Don't. They Know What Happens When One Of Us Consumes Vampire Blood. They Probably Expect You To Have More Sense." "that Expectation Never Seems To Serve Them Very Well, Does It?

Sophie Said To Me Once That She Was Glad She Had Been Scarred. She Said That Whoever Loved Her Now Would Love Her True Self, And Not Her Pretty Face. This Is Your True Self, Tessa. This Power Is Who You Are. Whoever Loves You Now--and You Must Also Love Yourself--will Love The Truth Of You.

Love Make Us A Liar. . Jace Wayland/herondale, City Of Ashes

His Eyes Shone When He Looked At Her, Green As Spring Grass. He Has Always Had Green Eyes, Said The Voice In Her Head. People Often Marvel At How Much Alike You Are, He And Your Mother And Yourself. His Name Is Jonathan And He Is Your Brother; He Has Always Protected You. Somewhere In The Back Of Clary’s Mind She Saw Black Eyes And Whip Marks, But She Didn’t Know Why. He’s Your Brother. He’s Your Brother, And He’s Always Taken Care Of You.

The Melody Rolled Over Her, As Cool And Sweet As Water, As Hopeful And Lovely As Sunrise.

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I Would Have Thought Even A Certified Idiot Like Gabriel Here Would Have Taken Account Of It And Notified Someone." "notified Who?" Asked Jem, Not Unreasonably. He Had Moved Closer To Tessa As The Conversation Had Continued. As They Stood Side By Side, The Backs Of Their Hands Brushed. "the Clave. The Postman. Us. Anyone," Said Will, Shooting An Irritated Look At Gabriel, Who Was Starting To Get Some Color Back And Looked Furious. "i Am Not A Certified Idiot—" "lack Of Certification Hardly Proves Intelligence," Will Muttered.

Clary Smiled At Him With A Warmth She Didn’t Feel. “sebastian Says I Can Come With You.” Jace Raised His Eyebrows. “matching Haircuts For Everyone?” “i Hope Not,” Said Sebastian. “i Look Terrible With Curls.

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.

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

You Disappear So Completely Into Your Head Sometimes," He Said. "i Wish I Could Follow You.

I Want It To Stop," He Said. "sophie Says Everyone Is Still Searching For A Cure For Me. I Know I Gave Will My Permission, But I Want Everyone To Cease Looking Now, Charlotte. It Is Over.

You're Gorgeous," She Said. Her Hands Slid Around To Flatten Themselves Against His Chest. "you Know That Right?" "and I Just Don't Care," She Says "isabelle, I Don't Think-wait, What?

The Destruction Of All Shadowhunters' Said Scott. 'i Rather Thought You Knew That. It Isn't A Gardening Club.

Anything?" She Laughed. "like What Kind Of Anything Did You Want?" "well, When I Was Five, I Wanted To Take A Bath In Spaghetti." -clary & Jace, Pg.310-

It Was Eric's Voice Not Simon's, On The Recorded Message. “ladies, Ladies ” He Said. Though It Was The Millionth Time She’d Heard The Recording, Clary Couldn't Help Rolling Her Eyes. “if You've Reached This Message That Means Our Boy Simon Is Out Partying. But Please Don’t Fight Among Yourselves. There’s Always Enough Simon To Go Around.” There Was A Muffled Yell, Some Laughter, And Then The Long Sound Of The Beep.

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

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.

"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

Jem Told Me What Ragnor Fell Said About My Father,” Will Said. “that For My Father, There Was Only Ever One Woman He Loved, And It Was Her For Him, Or Nothing. You Are That For Me. I Love You, And I Will Only Ever Love You Until I Die —

Everything That Happens To You Matters To Me.

We Seemed To Be Trapped In An Episode Of One Life To Waste. It's All Very Dull.

Endless Hope, Endless Disappointment.

He Could Smell Her Morality, The Sweet Rot Of Corruption

Alec Keeps Sending Me Annoying Photos. Lots Of Captions Like Wish You Were Here, Except Not Really.

She Had Never Imagined She Had The Power To Make Someone Else So Happy. And Not A Magical Power, Either--a Purely Human One.

Oh God.” Said Magnus, “they’re Dead. They’re All Dead!

Stop. I Don't Do You Favors, Alec. I Do Things For You Because - Well, Why Do You Think I Do Them?" Something Rose Up In Alec's Throat, Cutting Off His Response. It Was Always Like This When He Was With Magnus. It Was As If There Were A Bubble Of Pain Or Regret That Lived Inside His Heart, And When He Wanted To Say Something, Anything, That Seemed Meaningful Or True, It Rose Up And Choked Off His Words. "i Need To Get Back To The Ship," He Said, Finally.

It Was Like The Calm Just As One Engaged In Battle, Will Thought, When Thought Fled And Inevitability Took Over.

“ It’ S A Lot To Process,” She Said. “ What Sebastian Said, What Happened Last Night, Everything. I Need To Sleep, But I’ M Too Keyed Up. When I Was Young And I Couldn’ T Sleep, My Mother Used To Read To Me To Relax Me.” “ A Nd I Remind You Of Your Mother Now? I Have Got To Look Into A Manlier Cologne

Charlotte, Darling," Henry Said To His Wife, Who Was Staring At Him In Gape-mouthed Horror. Jessamine, Beside Her, Was Wide Eyed. "sorry I'm Late. You Know, I Think I Might Nearly Have The Sensor Working-" Will Interrupted. "henry," He Said, "you're On Fire. You Do Know That Don't You?

Will: Have You Ever Seen What Happens To Someone With Demon Pox? First It Lies Dormant. One Begins To Turn Yellow And Green. Then The Swelling Sets In - Jem: There Is No Such Thing As Demon Pox.

Without Conflict There Is No Plot, Without Hope There Is No Story

This One Incident I Will Not Allow You To Shrug Off!" "i Wasn't Planning To," Jace Said. "i Can't Shrug Anything Off. My Shoulder's Dislocated." -hodge & Jace, Pg.296-

She Looked Around. They Had Drifted Far Away From The Bank Of The Canal. "are We Stealing This Boat?" "stealing' Is Such An Ugly Word," He Mused. "what Do You Want To Call It?" He Picked Her Up And Swung Her Around Before Putting Her Down. "an Extreme Case Of Window-shopping.

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Oh, Do You Have A Tale Of Two Cities?" "that Silly Thing? Men Going Around Getting Their Heads Chopped Off For Love? Ridiculus." Will Unpeeled Himself From The Door And Made His Way Toward Tessa Where She Stood By The Bookshelves. He Gestured Expansively At The Vast Number Of Volumes All Around Him. "no, Here You'll Find All Sorts Of Advice About How To Chop Off Someone Else's Head If You Need To; Much More Useful.

It Isn't Against The Law To Be An Idiot.

You Tried To Drink The East River,"magnus Said, And Alec Saw, As If For The First Time, That Magnus's Clothes Were Soaking Wet Too, Sticking To His Body Like A Dark Second Skin.

We Spoke Of How To Say Good-bye,” Jem Said. “when Jonathan Bid Farewell To David, He Said, ‘go In Peace, For As Much As We Have Sworn, Both Of Us, Saying The Lord Be Between Me And Thee, Forever.’ They Did Not See Each Other Again, But They Did Not Forget. So It Will Be With Us. When I Am Brother Zachariah, When I No Longer See The World With My Human Eyes, I Will Still Be In Some Part The Jem You Knew, And I Will See You With The Eyes Of My Heart.

But Maybe You Never Really Had Someone, She Thought Now. Maybe, No Matter How Much You Loved Them, They Could Slip Through Your Fingers Like Water, And There Was Nothing You Could Do About It.

Life Is A Book And There Are A Thousand Pages I Have Not Yet Read.

I Would Rather Insult You Than Lose You, He Said, And Before Any Of Them Could Make A Move To Stop Him, He Cast Both Items Into The Fire.

His Steady Gaze Held Hers. His Blue Eyes Were Very Dark, Uniquely So. She Had Known People Before With Blue Eyes, But They Had Always Been Light Blue. Will's Were The Color Of The Sky Just On The Edge Of Night.

I Have Lost Everything. Lost Everything. Everything. - William Herondale

Lost Everything

Clockwork Angel

It Was Sometimes Inconvenient To Have The Gold-green, Slit-pupilled Eyes Of A Cat, But This Was Usually Easily Hidden With A Small Glamour, And If Not, Well, There Were Quite A Few Ladies-and Men-who Didn't Find It A Drawback.

The Weapons Room Looked Exactly The Way Something Called "the Weapons Room" Sounded Like It Would Look.

If I Held A Revolver To Your Head, James, And Pulled The Trigger, Would It Really Matter If I Did Not Know That There Were Not Bullets In The Chambers?

Achilles Was Murdered With A Poisoned Arrow, And Jason Died Alone, Killed By His Own Rotting Ship. Such Is The Fate Of Heroes.

She Had Taken Him For Granted, She Thought With Surprise And Shame, Watching The Flickering Candlelight. She Had Assumed His Kindness Was So Natural And So Innate, She Had Never Asked Herself Whether It Cost Him Any Effort. Any Effort To Stand Between Will And The World, Protecting Each Of Them From The Other. Any Effort To Accept The Loss Of His Family With Equanimity. Any Effort To Remain Cheerful And Calm In The Face Of His Own Dying.

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

They All Have Always Loved You, Will Herondale, For You Cannot Hide What Is Good About Yourself, However Hard You Try.

Always Loved You

In Will's Experience, When Someone Who Ought To Be Afraid Wasn't, The Reason Was Rarely Bravery. Usually It Meant That They Knew Something You Didn't.

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 Slammed His Hand Down On The Stele. “clary-“ “she Said She Doesn’t Want It,” Said Simon. “ha-ha.” “ha-ha?” Jace Looked Incredulous. “that’s Your Comeback?

No." Magnus Strode Toward Him. "i Didn't Call You Because I'm Tired Of You Only Wanting Me Around When You Need Something. I'm Tired Of Watching You Be In Love With Someone Else-someone, Incidentally, Who Will Never Love You Back. Not The Way I Do.

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

I Really Love Fantasy. I Have To Say It Is My Favourite Genre To Read And One Of The Genres I Love The Most To Write.

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.

Yes, She Doesn't Really Look Like Either Of Us, Does She? Perhaps She's A Girl Who's Fallen Madly In Love With Me And Persists In Following Me Wherever I Go." "my Talent Is Shape-shifting, Will, Not Acting," Said Tessa, And At That Jem Laughed Out Loud.

The World Is A Wheel. When We Rise Or Fall, We Do It Together.

Did Brother Zachariah Just Steal Our Cat?

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.

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

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.

Clary Felt Suddenly Annoyed. "when The Self-congratulatory Part Of The Evening Is Over, Maybe We Could Get Back To Saving My Best Friend From Being Exsanguinated To Death?" "exsanguinated," Said Jace, Impressed. "that's A Big Word." "and You're A Big-" "tsk Tsk," He Interupted. "no Swearing In Church.

I Am Sorry," Will Said. "no," Jem Said... "don't Be Ordinary Like That. Don't Say You're Sorry.

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.

You See, Cuckoos Are Parasites. They Lay Their Eggs In Other Birds' Nests. When The Egg Hatches, The Baby Cuckoo Pushes The Other Baby Birds Out Of The Nest. The Poor Parent Birds Work Themselves To Death Trying To Find Enough Food To Feed The Enormous Cuckoo Child Who Has Murdered Their Babies And Taken Their Places." "enormous?" Said Jace. "did You Just Call Me Fat?" "it Was An Analogy." "i Am Not Fat.

She Looked Up At Him With A Smile. The Smile Broke What Was Left Of His Resistance--shattered It. He Had Let The Walls Down When He'd Thought She Was Gone, And There Was No Time To Build Them Back Up.

It Is Hard To Think Of Something As A Gift When You Have Been Tormented And Imprisoned For It.

You're So Easy To Tease. And Yes, Your Friend Is Just Fine. Well, Except That He Keeps Putting All My Things Away And Trying To Clean Up. Now I Can't Find Anything. He's Compulsive.

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?

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

I Love Reading Epic Fantasies And Big Fat Books And So I Really Wanted To Write One. I Think You Always Write What You Want To Read.

Hello?" Isabelle Called From The Other Side. "simon, Is Your Diva Moment Over? I Need To Talk To Jace.

Jem Drew Back From Her, Looking Dazed. "by The Angel," He Said. "perhaps We Do Need A Chaperon.

I Am Dramatic,” Said Will. “if I Had Not Been A Shadowhunter, I Would Have Had A Future On The Stage. I Have No Doubt I Would Have Been Greeted With Acclaim.” Excerpt From: Clare, Cassandra. “clockwork Princess.” Margaret K. Mcelderry Books, 2013-03-19t00:00:00+00:00. Ibooks. This Material May Be Protected By Copyright.

Not Everything That's True Needs To Be Said.

Will Gave A Short Laugh. He Was In Gear As If He Had Just Come From The Practice Room, And His Hair Curled Damply Against His Temples. He Was Not Looking At Tessa, But She Had Grown Used To That. Will Hardly Ever Looked At Her Unless He Had To.

He Found Himself Looking Into Many Faces For Potentional Love, And Seeing Many People As Shining Vessels Of Possibility. Perhaps This Time There Would Be That Indefinable Something That Sent Hungry Hearts Roving, Longing And Searching For Something, They Knew Not What, And Yet Could Not Give Up The Quest.

...we Die, We Turn, We Are Reborn As We Deserve To Be Reborn, Based On Our Doings In This World." Will Looked Down At His Bitten Nails. "i Will Probably Be Reborn As A Slug That Someone Salts.

Most Human Subjugates Are Young,” Said Will. “vampires Like To Acquire Their Subjugates When They’re Youthful—prettier To Look At, And Less Chance Of Diseased Blood. And They’ll Live A Bit Longer, Though Not Much.” He Looked Pleased With Himself. “most Of The Rest Of The Enclave Wouldn’t Be Able To Pass Convincingly As A Handsome Young Human Subjugate—” “because The Rest Of Us All Are Hideous, Are We?” Jem Inquired, Looking Amused.

Oh, I Don't Know. I Prefer To Think That When They're At Home, The Silent Brothers Are Much Like Us. Playing Practical Jokes In The Silent City, Making Toasted Cheese-" "i Hope They Play Charades," Said Tessa Dryly. "it Would Seem To Take Advantage Of Their Natural Talents.

What About Isabelle?" Simon Asked. "where Is She?" The Humor, Such As It Was, Left Jace's Expression. "she Won't Come Out Of Her Room," He Said. "she Thinks That What Happened To Max Was Her Fault. She Won't Even Come To The Funeral." "have You Tried Talking To Her?" "no," Jace Said, "we've Been Punching Her Repeatedly In The Face Instead. Why, Do You Think That Won't Work?" "just Thought I'd Ask." Simon's Tone Was Mild.

I Know It's Wrong - God, It's All Kinds Of Wrong - But I Just Want To Lie Down With You And Wake Up With You, Just Once, Just Once Ever In My Life.

It Was A Bit Warm. Still. If One Could Look This Fabulous, One Had An Obligation To. One Should Wear Everything, Or One Should Wear Nothing At All.

Jace Perched On The Windowsill And Looked Down At Him. "you Really Don't Get This Bodyguard Thing, Do You?" "i Didn't Even Think You Liked Me All That Much," Said Simon. "is This One Of Those Keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer Things?" "i Thought It Was Keep Your Friends Close So You Have Someone To Drive The Car When You Sneak Over To Your Enemy's House A Night And Throw Up In His Mailbox." "i'm Pretty Sure That's Not It

She Made A Snorting Noise, Astonishingly Human For A Ghost. " I'ardly Like To Tell You This, Nephilim, But If You Want A Girl To 'ate You, There's Easy Enough Ways Of Making It 'appen. You Don't Need My Help With The Poor Thing." And With That, She Vanished, Spinning Away Into The Mists Among The Graves. Will, Looking After Her, Sighed. "not For Her," He Said, Under His Breath, Though There Was No One To Hear Him, "for Me..." And He Leaned His Head Against The Cold Iron Gate.

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.

I Promise To Charm The Dickens Out Of Him,' Said Will, Sitting Up And Readjusting His Crushed Hat. 'i Shall Charm Him With Such Force That When I Am Done, He Will Be Left Lying Limply On The Ground, Trying To Remember His Own Name.' 'the Man's Eighty-nine', Muttered Jem. 'he May Well Have The Problem Anyway.

And What Colour Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?' 'mauve,' Said Will.

He Was Gazing At Her, The Way One Did When One Felt One Was Unobserved. He Had That Look On His Face, The Look He Usually Got Only When He Was Playing The Violin, As If He Were Completely Caught Up And Entranced.

Ragnor And Catarina Both Begged Him To Give The Instrument Up. Random Strangers On The Street Begged Him To Give The Instrument Up. Even Cats Ran Away From Him.

I Played It For My Bride, And One Day You Will Play For Yours.

The Young Man Who Appeared At The Mouth Of The Alley Was Pale In The Lamplight—paler Even Than He Usually Was, Which Was Quite Pale Indeed.

Niches Set Back In The Walls Contained Polished Marble Statues Of Entwined Bodies. Will Looked Away From Them Hastily, And Then Back. It Wasn't As If Magnus Seemed To Be Paying Attention To What Will Was Doing, And He'd Honestly Never Imagined Two People Could Get Themselves Into A Position Like That, Much Less Make It Look Artistic.

People Aren't Born Good Or Bad. Maybe They're Born With Tendencies Either Way, But Its The Way You Live Your Life That Matters.

Set Me As A Seal Upon Thine Heart, As A Seal Upon Thine Arm: For Love Is As Strong As Death' "ours Is Stronger Than That," Clary Whispered, Remembering How She Had Brought Him Back. And This Time, When His Eyes Darkened, She Reached Up And Drew Him Down To Her Mouth.

Do Not Make The Mistake Of Believing That He Does Not Love You Because He Plays At Not Caring.

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