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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--

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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--

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Alec," Magnus Said. He Put A Hand On His Boyfriend’s Shoulder; Alec Was Standing Still, Staring Angrily At The Floor. "are You Okay?" Alec Looked At Him. "who Are You Again?" Magnus Gave A Little Gasp; He Looked — For The First Time Simon Could Remember — Actually Unnerved. It Lasted Only A Moment, But It Was There. "alexander," He Said. "too Soon To Joke About The Happy Memory Thing, I Take It," Alec Said.

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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.

Remember When You Fell Out Of That Tree On The Farm When You Were Ten, And Broke Your Arm? Remember How He Made Them Let Him Ride With You In The Ambulance On The Way To The Hospital? He Kicked And Yelled Till They Gave In.” “you Laughed,” Said Clary, Remembering, “and My Mom Hit You In The Shoulder.” “it Was Hard Not To Laugh. Determination Like That In A 10-year-old Is Something To See. He Was Like A Pit Bull.” “if Pit Bulls Wore Glasses And Were Allergic To Ragweed.” -luke And Clary Talking About Simon, Pg.211-

Just Be Careful. When We Arrive At The House, You Can’t Look To Me For Help Or Instruction. Remember, I Am Your Human Subjugate. You Keep Me About You For Blood—blood Whenever You Want It—and Nothing Else.” “so You’re Not Going To Speak Tonight,” Tessa Said. “at All.” “not Unless You Instruct Me To,” Said Will. “this Evening Sounds As If It Might Be Better Than I Thought.

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Did You Just Kiss Me?" Will Inquired. Magnus Made A Slip-second Decision. "no." "i Thought-" "on Occasion The Aftereffects Of The Painkilling Spells Can Result In Hallucinations Of The Most Bizarre Sort." "oh," Will Said. "how Peculiar.

Simon!” The Voice Was Clary’s. He Would Know It Anywhere. He Wondered If His Mind Was Conjuring It Up Now, A Sense Memory Of What He’d Most Loved During Life To Carry Him Through The Process Of Death. “simon, You Stupid Idiot! I’m Over Here! At The Window!” Simon Jumped To His Feet. He Doubted His Mind Would Conjure That Up.

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

Isabelle Tugged Her Tank Top Back Down And Glared At Her Brother. “you Don’t Knock Now?” “it’s My Bedroom!” Alec Spluttered.

The Past Is Nothing To [the Young], Not Even Another Country As It Is To The Old, Or Even A Nightmare As It Is To The Guilty.

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.

Lies And Secrets, Tessa, They Are Like A Cancer In The Soul. They Eat Away What Is Good And Leave Only Destruction Behind.

If There Is A Life After This One, He Said, Let Me Meet You In It, James Carstairs.

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?

Jace Flushed A Slow, Dark Red. "it's Not Like That. If I Thought It Would Help The Clave-but It Won't. She'll Just Get Hurt-" "even If You Thought It Would Help The Clave", Simon Said, "you'd Never Let Them Have Her." "what Makes You Say That, Vampire?" "because No One Can Have Her But You"said Simon

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

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

Inanimate Objects Are Harmless Indeed, Mr. Mortmain. But One Cannot Always Say The Same Of The Men Who Use Them.

Inanimate Objects

Yes, She's Bleeding To Death Upstairs, But I Thought I'd Avoid Telling You Right Away, Because I Like To Draw The Suspense Out.

Alec Looked Merely Irritated By This Comment. "the Only Way You Could Raise Enough Money To Hire Magnus By Selling Lemonade Is If You Put Meth In It.

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

Clary: "he Wanted Me To Come With Him. To Join Him And Sebastain. I Guess He Wants Their Evil Little Duo To Be A Little Evil Trio." She Shrugged. "maybe He's Lonely. Sebastian Cant Be The Greatest Company. Magnus: We Don't Know That. He Could Be Absolutely Fantastic At Scrabble.

It Wouldn't Be My Move," Jace Agreed. " First The Candy And Flowers, Then The Apology Letters, Then The Ravenous Demon Hordes. In That Order." "he Might Have Sent Her Candy And Flowers," Isabelle Said. "we Don't Know." "isabelle," Said Hodge Patiently, "this Is The Man Who Rained Down Destruction On Idris The Like Of Which It Had Never Seen,who Set Shadowhunter Against Downworlder And Made The Streets Of The Glass City Run With Blood." "that's Sort Of Hot," Isabella Argued, " That Evil Thing.

Th-there," She Sobbed. "it Dragged Him To The Italian Gardens. He Managed To Elude Its Maw At First, But It Harried Him Through The Paths. No Matter How Much I Screamed, It Would Not Put Him D-down!" She Burst Into A Fresh Wave Of Tears. "you Screamed," Will Said. "is That All You Did?" "i Screamed A Great Deal,." Tatiana Sounded Injured. She Drew Fully Away From Will And Fixed Him With A Green Gaze. "i See You Are As Ungenerous As You Ever Were.

Something Snapped Inside Maryse. “he Is Not A Herondale. He Is A Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He’s My Son.

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.

Being A Silent Brother Is Life, Clary Fray. But If You Mean I Remember My Life Before The Brotherhood, I Do. Clary Took A Deep Breath. “were You Ever In Love? Before The Brotherhood? Was There Ever Anyone You Would Have Died For?” There Was A Long Silence. Then: Two People, Said Brother Zachariah. There Are Memories That Time Does Not Erase, Clarissa. Ask Your Friend Magnus Bane, If You Do Not Believe Me. Forever Does Not Make Loss Forgettable, Only Bearable.

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Why Are You Such An Asshat?" "an Asshat?" Jace Looked As If He Were About To Laugh.

For The First Time Valentine Glanced Down At The Body Of Brother Jeremiah. "i Did Kill Him, And The Rest Of The Silent Brothers As Well. I Had To. They Had Something I Needed." "what? A Sense Of Decency?

As Long As There Was Coffee In The World, How Bad Could Things Be?

There's More To Someone Being Lovable Than The Way They Look." "...he Told Me That The Way You Can Tell If A Bug Or A Snake Is Poisonous, Like, Is If It's Got Really Lovely, Bright Markings. The More The Beautiful Its Skin Is, The More Deadly It Is." "all That Pretty Face And Whatnot Just Hides How Twisted Up And Rotten He Is On The Inside.

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 Thought You Were Dead,” She Went On. “i Saw You Fall Down, And—i Thought You Were Dead.

As Magnus Turned To Walk Away From The Church, He Heard The Sound Of Violin Music Carried To Him On The Cloudy London Air, And Remembered Another Night, A Night Of Ghosts And Snow And Christmas Music, And Will Standing On The Steps Of The Institute, Watching Magnus As He Went.

Christmas Music

That The Wall Is Coming Down.

No. I Wanted To Tell You That I Was Proud Of You." Clary Slewed Around To Look At Her Mother. "you Were?" Jocelyn Nodded. "of Course I Was. The Way You Stood Up In Front Of The Clave Like That. The Way You Showed Them What You Could Do. You Made Them Look At You And See The Person They Loved Most In The World, Didn't You?" "yeah," Clary Said. "how Did You Know?" "because I Heard Them All Calling Out Different Names," Jocelyn Said Softly. "but I Still Saw You.

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

Clothes Were Scattered Across The Floor In Piles, A Duffel Bag Open On The Floor As If It Had Exploded. Isabelle's Bright Silver-gold Whip Hung From One Bedpost, A Lacy White Bra From Another. Simon Averted His Eyes. The Curtains Were Drawn, The Lamps Extinguished. Isabelle Flopped Down On The Edge Of The Bed And Looked At Him With Bitter Amusement. "a Blushing Vampire. Who Would Have Guessed.

Perhaps He's In Love With Agatha," She Said. "i Hope Not. I Intend To Marry Agatha Myself. She May Be A Thousand Years Old, But She Makes An Incomparable Jam Tart. Beauty Fades, But Cooking Is Eternal.

Picture This," Said Magnus. "me With A Little Monkey Friend. I Could Teach Him Tricks. I Could Dress Him In A Cunning Jacket. He Could Look Just Like Me! But More Monkey-shaped.

You Don't Understand,' She Said, And There Was A Puzzling Trace Of Resentment In Her Voice. 'children Never Do. The Love A Parent Has For A Child, There's Nothing Else Like It. No Other Love So Consuming.

... 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

Lord Raziel. Surely Yoy Would Not Have Allowed Such A Thing As A Ritual By Wich You Might Be Summoned To Exist If You Did Not Intend To Be Summoned. We Nephilim Are Your Children. We Need Your Guidance

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

And He Understands. He Understands Why People Hold Hands: He’d Always Thought It Was About Possessiveness, Saying This Is Mine. But It’s About Maintaining Contact. It Is About Speaking Without Words. It Is About I Want You With Me And Don’t Go.

Jem Is My Greatest Sin.

I Never Said That. I Just Didn't Correct You When You Were, You Know, Wrong. Anyway, I Just Saved You From Being Burned To Death, So I Figure You're Not Allowed To Be Mad." -jace

She Had Thought She Was Going To Save Her Mother, And Now There Was Going To Be Nothing For Her To Do But Sit By Her Mother's Bedside, Hold Her Limp Hand, And Home Someone Else, Somewhere Else, Would Be Able To Do What She Couldn't.

Well, I Hate To Tell You This," She Said, "but Your Friend Is An Asshole." "he's Not My Friend," Said Simon. "and I Couldn't Agree With You More, Actually." -maia & Simon About Jace, Pg.49-

You're Just Worried They'll Hire A Male Instructor And He'll Be Hotter Than You." Jace's Eyebrows Went Up. "hotter Than Me?" "it Could Happen," Clary Said, "you Know, Theoretically." "theoretically The Planet Could Suddenly Crack In Half, Leaving Me On One Side And You On The Other, Forever And Tragically Parted, But I'm Not Worried About That Either. Some Things," Jace Said, With His Customary Crooked Smile, "are Just Too Unlikely To Dwell Upon.

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

He Remembered Simon Warning Him, With Wryness, That Clary Had The Nuclear Bomb Of Boyfriends.

You Know, When Most Girls Say They Want A Big Rock, They Don't Mean, You Know, Literally A Big Rock." "very Amusing, My Sarcastic Friend. It's Not A Rock, Precisely. All Shadowhunters Have A Witchlight Rune-stone.

She Did Not Belong To Will-she Was Too Much Herself To Belong To Anyone, Even Jem-but She Belonged With Them, And Silently He Cursed The Consul For Not Seeing It.

Clockwork Princess

She Looked Out Then, Through The Crowd, And Saw Simon With The Lightwoods, Looking At Her Across The Empty Space That Separated Them. It Was The Same Way That Jace Had Looked At Her At The Manor. It Was The One Thread That Bound These Two Boys That She Loved So Much, She Thought, Their One Commonality: They Both Believed In Her Even When She Didn't Believe In Herself.

Forever And Ever, Brother, Hail. Forever And Ever, Farewell.

One Must Always Be Careful Of Books," Said Tessa, "and What Is Inside Them, For Words Have The Power To Change Us.

And Then You'd Turn To Me And Smile That Funny Smile, And I Know You'd Forgotten All About Me And Just Remembered -- But I Was Never Mad At You. Half Of Your Attention Is Better Than All Of Anyone Else's.

Isabella With Her Whip And Boots And Knives Would Chop Anyone Who Tried To Pen Her Up In A Tower Into Pieces, Build A Bridge Out Of The Remains, And Walk Carelessly To Freedom, Her Hair Looking Fabulous The Entire Time.

Maia Pulled On A Braid. "i Ran Into Eric Of All People. He Told Me What Happened And That You'd Backed Out Of Millenium Lint's Gigs For The Past Two Weeks Because Of It." "actually, They Changed Their Name," Jordan Said. "they're Midnight Burrito Now.

You Have A Dark Heart In You, Valentine's Daughter.

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

There Was A Small Wooden Gazebo Built Out Over The Water; Isabelle Was Sitting In It, Staring Out Across The Lake. She Looked Like A Princess In A Fairy Tale, Waiting At The Top Of Her Tower For Someone To Ride Up And Rescue Her. Not That Traditional Princess Behavior Was Like Isabelle At All. Isabelle With Her Whip And Boots And Knives Would Chop Anyone Who Tried To Pen Her Up In A Tower Into Pieces, Build A Bridge Out Of The Remains, And Walk Carelessly To Freedom, Her Hair Looking Fabulous The Entire Time.

What's The Point In Wasting A Perfectly Good Brick Wall When You Have Someone To Throw Against It, That's What I Always Say.

Chairmen Meow Deserves Me Every Effort.

If I’d Just Listened—just Taken One Second To Listen—it Wouldn’t Have Happened

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.

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

I Have Something For You," He Said. He Dug Into His Pocket And Brought Out Something, Which He Pressed Into Her Hand. It Was A Gray Stone, Slightly Uneven, Worn To Smoothness In Spots. "huh," Said Clary, Turning It Over In Her Fingers. "you Know, When Most Girls Say They Want A Big Rock, They Don't Mean, You Know, Literally A Big Rock.

Now That I'm In Your Mind, Want To See Some Naked Mental Pictures Of Jace?

Is Everyone Looking For Me?" She Shook Her Head, Pulling The Robe Closer. Suddenly She Wanted To Be Covered Up In Front Of Him, In Front Of All That Familiarity And Beauty And That Lovely Predatory Smile That Said He Was Willing To Do Whatever With Her, To Her, No Matter Who Was Waiting In The Hall. “ I Was Hoping They„d Put Up Flyers Like They Do For Lost Cats",he Said. “missing, One Stunningly Attractive Teenage Boy. Answers To „jace,‟ Or „hot Stuff.‟” “ You Did Not Just Say That.

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

L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle. "it Means That Love Is The Most Powerful Force In The World. That Love Can Do Anything.

I Will Find You," Ragnor Told Him. "i Will Find Whatever Chest Of Absurd Clothes You Have. And I Will Bring A Llama Into The Place Where You Sleep And Make Sure That It Urinates On Everything You Possess.

Clary: What Are You Doing Here, Anyway? Jace: 'here' As In Your Bedroom Or 'here' As In The Great Spiritual Question Of Our Purpose Here On This Planet? If You're Asking Whether It's All Just A Cosmic Coincidence Or There's A Greater Metaethical Purpose To Life, Well, That's A Puzzler For The Ages. I Mean, Simple Ontological Reductionism Is Clearly A Fallacious Argument, But- Clary: I'm Going To Bed.

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.

I Want My People To Be Protected, Strong, And Not To Be Driven Into Corners Until They Either Become Killers Or Are Killed!

I Suppose You've Always Been Amazing At This Stuff."- Clary "i Was Born Amazing." - Jace

There’s More To Honesty Than … Than An Arrangement Of Words. They Say Faeries Can’t Lie, But You Lie In Your Intentions, Your Attitude, Your Demeanor —

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

Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained.

Do You Want To Go Back To Vienna?” He Said. Alec Didn’t Answer, Just Stared Into Space. “or We Could Go Somewhere Else,” Said Magnus. “anywhere You Want. Thailand, South Carolina, Brazil, Peru – Oh, Wait, No, I’m Banned From Peru. I’d Forgotten About That. It’s A Long Story, But Amusing If You Want To Hear It.

"simon,” Said A Voice At His Shoulder, And He Turned To See Izzy, Her Face A Pale Smudge Between Dark Hair And Dark Cloak, Looking At Him, Her Expression Half-angry, Half-sad. “i Guess This Is The Part Where We Say Good-bye?

Will Had Shrugged Once, Helplessly. He Had Almost Wished Jem Would Be Angry With Him. It Would Have Been Easier. He'd Never Felt So Small Within Himself As He Did When He Faced Jem's Expansive Kindness.

The Measure Of Love Is To Love Without Measure. - Attributed To Saint Augustine

Hodge Had Given Up A Long Time Ago Trying To Live A Better Life Or A Different One; All He Wanted Was Not To Be Afraid, And So He Was Afraid All The Time

We Are Not Here Just Because We Have Nowhere Else; We Need Nowhere Else, Because We Have The Institute, And Those Who Are In It Are Our Family.

But You Love Her.” Will Stared At Him. “of Course I Do,” He Said Finally. “i Had Come To Think I Would Never Love Anyone, But I Love Her.

Magnus Shrugged. "he Also Made Inappropriate Amorous Advances To A Startled Grandmotherly Sort Selling Flowers, An Irish Wolfhound, And Innocent Hat Stand In A Dwelling He Broke Into, And Myself.

For Free Will Is What Makes Us Heaven's Creatures.

She Had Fallen Asleep With Her Head On His Arm, The Clockwork Angel, Still Around Her Throat, Resting Against His Shoulder Just To The Left Of His Collarbone. As She Moved Away, The Clockwork Angel Slipped Free And She Saw To Her Surprise That Where It Had Lain Against His Skin It Had Left A Mark Behind, No Bigger Than A Shilling, In The Shape Of A Pale White Star.

I Always Wanted To Be A Writer Since I Was Around 12 Years Old And I Wrote My First Book.

Creating Characters Is Like Throwing Together Ingredients For A Recipe. I Take Characteristics I Like And Dislike In Real People I Know, Or Know Of, And Use Them To Embellish And Define Characters.

Simon Stepped Between Them. “i’m Not Going To Let You Fight With Each Other.” “and What Are You Going To Do About It If . . . Oh.” Jace's Gaze Trailed Up To Simon’s Forehead, And He Grinned Reluctantly. “ So Basically You’re Threatening To Turn Me Into Something You Can Sprinkle On Popcorn If I Don’t Do What You Say?

One Can Love Two Children. But Your Heart Can Be Given Romantic Love To Only A Single Other, Said Woolsey.

Clary Found Herself Wondering If The Forsaken Were Edible.

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.

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

Every Memory Was Valuable; Even The Bad Ones.

Grief Makes You Feel Alone, But You're Not. I Know You Don't Believe In-in Religion-the Same Way I Do, But You Can Believe You're Surrounded By People Who Love You, Can't You?

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.

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

It’s Like A Cotillion, This Partners Business, Except With Killing.” “so, Exactly Like A Cotillion,” Said Simon.

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

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