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He's Not A Liar At All. Not About Important Things. He'll Tell You Horrible Truths, But He Won't Lie." She Paused Before She Added Quietly: "that's Why It's Generally Better Not Ask Him Anything Unless You Know You Can Stand To Hear The Answer.

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He's Not A Liar

Cassandra Clare

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He's Not A Liar At All. Not About Important Things. He'll Tell You Horrible Truths, But He Won't Lie." She Paused Before She Added Quietly: "that's Why It's Generally Better Not Ask Him Anything Unless You Know You Can Stand To Hear The Answer.

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

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He Began It,” Cecily Said, Jerking Her Chin At Will, Though She Knew It Was Pointless. Jem, Will’s Parabatai, Treated Her With The Distant Sweet Kindness Reserved For The Little Sisters Of One’s Friends, But He Would Always Side With Will. Kindly, But Firmly, He Put Will Above Everything Else In The World. Well, Nearly Everything.

In Difficult Times, In Dark Times, Some People Shine.

After All, It Was Never Darnay He Quoted, Only Sydney, Drunk And Wrecked And Dissipated. Sydney, Who Died For Love.

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.

I Have The Benefit Of Experience Which Tells Me That Sulking Solves Nothing

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 —

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Hugo Attacked Me." Clary Tried Not To Wince As The Astringent Liquid Stung Her Wounds. Hugo?" Luke Blinked. Hodge's Bird. I Think It Was His Bird, Anyway. Maybe It Was Valentine's." Hugin," Luke Said Softly. "hugin And Munin Were Valentine's Pet Birds. Their Names Mean 'thought' And 'memory.'" Well They Should Mean 'attack' And 'kill,'" Said Clary. "hugo Almost Tore My Eyes Out.

If There Was An Arrow Speeding Toward Will, I Would Be Bound By Oath To Step In Front Of It.' 'handy, That,' Said Will.

Dreams Can Be Dangerous Things.

Dangerous Things

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

Charlotte Said That If I Chose, I Could Cease To Be A Gray And Take The Name My Mother Should Have Had Before She Was Married. I Could Be A Starkweather. I Could Have A True Shadowhunter Name." She Heard Will Exhale A Breath. It Came Out A Puff Of White In The Cold. His Eyes Were Blue And Wide And Clear, Fixed On Her Face. He Wore The Expression Of A Man Who Had Steeled Himself To Do A Terrifying Thing, And Was Carrying It Through. "of Course You Can Have A True Shadowhunter Name," Will Said. "you Can Have Mine.

Magnus Had Been Alive Hundreds Of Years Himself, And Yet The Simplest Things Could Turn A Day Into A Jewel, And A Succession Of Days Into A Glittering Chain That Went On And On. Here Was The Simplest Thing: A Pretty Girl Liked Him, And The Day Shone.

Now This Is Really Going To Impress Valentine." "i Don't Know," Clary Said. "other Crack Teams Get Bat Boomerangs And Wall-crawling Powers; We Get The Aquatruck." "if You Don't Like It, Nephilim," Came Magnus's Voice, Faintly, From The Truck Cab, "you're Welcome To See If You Can Walk On The Water.

There's Plenty Of Sense In Nonsense Sometimes, If You Wish To Look For It.

He Cut Her Off With Brutal Precision. "and One Last Thing." His Eyes Flicked Toward The Door, Through Which Jace, Alec, And Isabelle Had Disappeared. "keep In Mind That When Your Mother Fled From The Shadow World, It Wasn't The Monsters She Was Hiding From. Not The Warlocks, The Wolf-men, The Fair Folk, Not Even The Demons Themselves. It Was Them. It Was The Shadowhunters.

But You Hate Poetry! Yes, But You Make Me Want To Write It.

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.

He'd Learned His Lesson A Long Time Ago: Even In The Midst Of Heartbreak, You Could Still Find Yourself Laughing.

Finding Yourself

I Don't Care," Clary Said. "he'd Do It For Me. Tell Me He Wouldn't. If I Were Missing-" "he'd Burn The Whole World Down Till He Could Dig You Out Of The Ashes. I Know," Alec Said.

"jem?" He Said. "is It You, James?" "who Else?" Jem's Voice.

We Came To See Jace. Is He Alright?" "i Don't Know," Magnus Said. "does He Normally Just Lie On The Floor Like That Without Moving?

Will Turned Around Slowly, Wiping Blood From His Face. "you're Glaring At Me," He Said To Magnus. "you Look Like Church Before He Bites Someone.

Who Am I?” He Whispered. “for Years I Pretended I Was Other Than I Was, And Then I Gloried That I Might Return To The Truth Of Myself, Only To Find There Is No Truth To Return To. I Was An Ordinary Child, And Then I Was A Not Very Good Man, And Now I Do Not Know How To Be Either Of Those Things Any Longer. I Do Not Know What I Am, And When Jem Is Gone, There Will Be No One To Show Me.

Do You Ever Feel Like Screaming?' Clary Asked Him [jace]. 'some Of The Time.

That Jem Makes Beautiful Things And I Destroy Them. That It Really Ought To Be Me Dying And Not Him. I Mean, What's The Point Of Living If You Can't Even Enjoy It? Yet Jem Enjoys All The Life He's Got. It's Not Fair.

History Gets Written By The Winners.

We Needn't Talk About Tessa If You Don't Want To, You Know." "it's Not Tessa." This Was True. Will Hadn't Been Thinking Of Tessa. He Was Getting Good At Not Thinking About Her, Really; All It Took Was Determination And Practice.

Women Do Not Think With Logic And Discretion But With Emotions Of The Heart

I Know You Feel Inhuman, And As If You Are Set Apart, Away From Life And Love, But... I Promise You, The Right Man Won't Care.

I Like To Listen To Music That Fits With What I'm Writing. For Each Book, I've Assembled A Playlist, So Readers Can Get A Sense Of What I Was Listening To While I Was Writing.

She Turned Back To Jace. "do You Have To Be So-," She Began, But Stopped When She Saw His Face. It Looked Stripped Down, Oddly Vulnerable. "unpleasant?" He Finishes For Her. "only At Days When My Adoptive Mother Tosses Me Out Of The House With Instructions Never To Darken Her Door Again. Usually I'm Remarkably Good-natured. Try Me On Any Day That Doesn't End In Y.

Luke Indicated Simon And Clary With A Wave Of His Hand. 'i Brought Some People To See You.' Jace's Eyes Moved To Them. They Were As Blanked As If The Had Been Painted. 'unfortunately, ' He Said, 'i Only Had The One Pencil.

I Can See Why You Like It Here, There's A Thin Layer Of Nerd All Over Everything.

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

Demon Pox,' Said Will With The Satisfaction Of The Truly Vindicated.

I Would Die For You. You Know That. I Would Die Without You. If It Were Not For You, I Would Be Dead A Hundred Times Over These Past Five Years.

Mundanes Who Involve Themselves In Things They Know Nothing About Are Likely To Meet Unpleasant Endings.

Aren't You, Uh... Reproducing? "sure, We Love Reproducing It's One Of Our Favorite Things.

Favorites Things

I Wish I Could Hate You," He Said. His Voice Was Light, His Mouth Curved In An Unconcerned Half Smile, His Eyes Sick With Misery. "i Want To Hate You. I Try To Hate You. It Would Be So Much Easier If I Did Hate You. Sometimes I Do Hate You And Then I See You And I.

It Was Only Recently That Isabelle Had Realized Other Girls Weren’t Just For Envying, Avoiding, Or Disliking.

What You Said Was True. We Don't Live Or Love In A Vacuum. There Are People Around Us Who Care About Us Who Would Be Hurt, Maybe Destroyed If We Let Ourselves Feel What We Might Want To Feel.

I Do Not Understand How You Humans Can Walk In Shoes That Are That Tall.” “its My Motto,” Said Isabelle, With A Sultry Smile. “nothing Less Than Seven Inches.

You Had Every Right To Be. He Raised His Eyes To Look At Her And She Was Suddenly And Strangely Reminded Of Being Four Years Old At The Beach, Crying When The Wind Came Up And Blew Away The Castle She Had Made. Her Mother Had Told Her She Could Make Another One If She Liked, But It Hadn't Stopped Her Crying Because What She Had Thought Was Permanent Was Not Permanent After All, But Only Made Out Of Sand That Vanished At The Touch Of Wind And Water.

You Cannot Reduce The Situation To Worm Jokes, Will. This Is Gabriel And Gideon’s Father We’re Discussing.” “we’re Not Just Discussing Him; We’re Chasing Him Through An Ornamental Sculpture Garden Because He’s Turned Into A Worm.

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.

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.

I Thought It'd Be Something Cooler, Like A Van With 'death To Demons' Painted On The Outside.

Though You Did Eat All The Pizza." "i Only Had Five Slices," Simon Protested, Leaning His Chair Backward So It Balanced Precariously On Its Two Back Legs. "how Many Slices Did You Think Were In A Pizza, Dork?" Clary Wanted To Know. "less Than Five Slices Isn't A Meal. It's A Snack." Simon Looked Apprehensively At Luke. "does This Mean You're Going To Wolf Out And Eat Me?" "certainly Not." Luke Rose To Toss The Pizza Box Into The Trash. "you Would Be Stringy And Hard To Digest.

Speaking Of Hope, Did You See That Shot Alec Got Off With His Bow? That's My Boyfriend." He Beamed And Wiggled His Fingers; Blue Sparks Shot From Them. He Shone All Over. Only Magnus, Simon Thought Resignedly, Would Have Access To Sequined Battle Armor.

Do You Think…" He Raised His Eyebrows. "do I Think What?" "that Valentine Might Have Drowned?" "never Believe The Bad Guy Is Dead Until You See A Body," Said Simon. "that Just Leads To Unhappiness And Surprise Ambushes.

It's The Mortal Cup Jace, Not The Mortal Toilet Bowl.

It's Very Advanced Of You To Have Accepted My Mortality So Fatalistically.

Their Beauty Had Always Seemed To Him Like The Beauty Of Pressed Flowers-lovely, But Dead.

Has There Ever Been An Inquisitor Who Didn't Die A Horrible Death?" Simon Wondered Out Loud. " It's Like Being The Drummer In Spinal Tap.

D'you Think He Would Have Thought Ahead Like That?" Said Henry. "assuredly," Said Will. "the Man's A Strategist." He Tapped His Temple. "like Me.

Having Rock-star Problems May Be The Closest I Ever Get To Being An Actual Rock Star.

The Conviction That Everyone In This House Must Be Dead Had Gained Such A Hold On Magnus That It Was A Shock When The Woman Who Had Summoned Him Here Opened The Door.

Then Forget Gabriel. Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It.

Khalepa Ta Kala, Greek. It Means 'beauty Is Harsh'.

He Was Wearing A Look That She Found Odd And Compelling - That Amusement That Didn’t Seem To Pass Beyond The Surface Of His Features, As He Found Everything In The World Both Infinitely Funny And Infinitely Tragic All At The Same Time.

You're A Disaster For Us, Clary! You're A Mundane, You'll Always Be One, You'll Never Be A Shadowhunter! You Don't Know How To Think Like We Do, Think About What's Best For Everyone-- All You Think About Is Yourself! But There's A War Now, Or There Will Be, And I Don't Have Time Or The Inclination To Follow Around After You, Trying To Make Sure You Don't Get Us Killed! Go Home, Clary. Go Home!

Weapons, When They Break And Are Mended, Can Be Stronger At The Mended Places. Perhaps Hearts Are The Same.

I Was Joking With Isabelle About Vampires Right Before It Happened. Just Trying To Make Her Laugh, You Know? What Freaks Out Jewish Vanpires? Silver Stars Of David? Chopped Liver? Check For Eighteen Dollars?

Atque In Pepetuum, Frater, Ave Atque Vale,” He Whispered. The Words Of The Poem Had Never Seemed So Fitting: Forever And Ever, My Brother, Hail And Farewell.

It's Always Better To Live The Truth Than To Live A Lie.

Kyle Is A Werewolf?"asked Simon "of Course He's A Werewolf,you Moron"said Jace

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?

[...] "i Recall What You Said To Me Once," Will Went On. "that Words Have The Power To Change Us. Your Words Have Changed Me, Tess; They Have Made Me A Better Man Than I Would Have Been Otherwise. Life Is A Book, And There Are A Thousand Pages I Have Not Read. I Would Read Them Together With You, As Many As I Can, Before I Die -

It Is Easier To Confront A Threat As A Mass, A Group, Not Individuals Who Must Be Evaluated One By One.

I Am, In The End, What You Made Me.

There Is A Fine Line Between Sarcasm And Hostility, You Seemed To Have Crossed It. What's Up?

Luke Moved As Silently As Fog, While Maryse's Heels Sounded Like Gunshots On The Marble Floor. Clary Wondered If Isabelle's Propensity For Unsuitable Footwear Was Genetic.

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