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I Like That Stick Of Yours," He Said. "it's A Staff." Jem Swung Out To Knock Another Automaton Sideways. "made By The Iron Sisters, Only For Silent Brothers." [...] "anyone Can Sharpen A Stick." "it's A Staff," Jem Repeated, And Saw Will's Quicksilver Smile Out Of The Corner Of His Eye.

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I Like That Stick

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I Like That Stick Of Yours," He Said. "it's A Staff." Jem Swung Out To Knock Another Automaton Sideways. "made By The Iron Sisters, Only For Silent Brothers." [...] "anyone Can Sharpen A Stick." "it's A Staff," Jem Repeated, And Saw Will's Quicksilver Smile Out Of The Corner Of His Eye.

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My Mom Says You Only Need Three People You Can Rely On To Achieve Self-actualization.

Unless There Was A Reason For Me To Stay.

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-

I Was Thinking About The First Time I Ever Saw You And How After That I Couldn't Forget You. I Wanted To, But I Couldn't Stop Myself.

He Looked Back At Her, And When She Saw The Look On His Face, She Saw His Eyes At Renwick’s, When He Had Watched The Portal That Separated Him From His Home Shatter Into A Thousand Irretrievable Pieces. He Held Her Gaze For A Split Second, Then Looked Away From Her, The Muscles In His Throat Working.

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

It Would Hardly Benefit Me To Hold Anything Back Unnecessarily, When I Know What I'm Asking. For You To Find A Needle In--god, Not Even A Haystack. A Needle In A Tower Full Of Other Needles.

My Name Is Herondale," The Boy Said Cheerfully. "william Herondale, But Everyone Calls Me Will. Is This Really Your Room? Not Very Nice, Is It?" He Wandered Toward The Window, Pausing To Examine The Stacks Of Books On Her Bedside Table, And Then The Bed Itself. He Waved A Hand At The Ropes. "do You Often Sleep Tied To The Bed?

Before Simon Could Answer, He Heard The Sound Of The Front Door Opening. He Looked Daggers At Jace. "that's My Roommate. Kyle. Be Nice." Jace Smiled Charmingly. "i'm Always Nice.

Raphael Snapped, "this Isn't Funny." "that's Why No One's Laughing." Jace Stood, Hauling Raphael Upright, Jamming The Tip Of His Knife Between Raphael's Shoulder Blades.

You Might Want To Get Up," He Said. "everyone Will Be Here Quite Soon To Rescue You, And You May Prefer To Have Clothes On When They Arrive." He Shrugged. "i Would, At Any Rate, But Then, I Am Well Known To Be Remarkably Shy.

Love Isn't A Weakness.

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Mourning The Color's White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown And Red To Call The Enchantment Down White Silk When Our Bodies Burn Blue Banners When The Lost Return Flame For The Birth Of A Nephilim And To Wash Away Our Sins. Gray For The Knowledge Best Untold Bone For Those Who Don't Grow Old Saffron Lights The Victory March Green To Mend Our Broken Hearts Silver For The Demon Towers And Bronze To Summon Wicked Powers -shadowhunter Children's Rhyme

Every Life Is Finite, Will.

Sometimes Our Lives Can Change So Fast That The Change Outpaces Our Minds And Hearts.

[...] "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 -

Stripping The Protection Wards Off The Ship Was Bad Enough—it's A Strong, Strong Enchantment, Demon-based—but When You Fell, I Had To Put A Fast Spell On The Truck So It Wouldn't Sink When I Lost Consciousness. And I Will Lose Consciousness, Alec.

I Figured All Your Classes Were Stuff Like Slaughter 101 And Beheading For Beginners." Jace Flipped A Page. "very Funny, Fray.

Must I Go Bound While You Go Free Must I Love A Manwho Doesn't Love Me Must I Be Born With So Little Art As To Love A Man Who'll Break My Heart

Will Interrupted. "henry," He Said, "you're On Fire. You Do Know That, Don't You?

It's My Cologne. Eau De Recent Injury." (jace)

Lawful Good To Lawful Evil!" Said Simon, Pleased. "he's Quoting Dungeons And Dragons," Said Clary. "ignore Him.

You Can See Where It Was, Years Ago. Like An Old Woman Who Was Once Beautiful, But Time Has Taken Her Beauty Away.

Growing Up Happens When You Start Having Things You Look Back On And Wish You Could Change -clary Fray

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

Inanimate Objects

When Two Souls Are As One, They Stay Together On The Wheel. I Was Born Into This World To Love You, And I Will Love You In The Next Life, And The One After That." ~jem Carstairs

Will Loved To Gallop.

That's The Van? It Looks Like A Rotting Banana." This Was Undeniable - Eric Had Painted The Van A Neon Shade Of Yellow, And It Was Blotched With Dings And Rust Like Splotches Of Decay.

He Felt His Heart, Which No Longer Beat, Contract, And He Wondered If There Was Anything In The World As Painful As Not Being Able To Protect The People You Loved.

And In Addition To Its Practical Uses, It Would Seem To Work For Cosmetic Purposes. This Powder Would Make My Very Skin Glimmer For Eternity." Henry Frowned. "not Eternity," He Said, But Then He Brightened. "but I Could Make You Up Another Batch Whenever You Please!" "i Could Shine At Will!" Magnus Grinned At Henry.

Magnus Did Not Like To Go Near The Hotel Dumont If He Could Help It. It Was Decrepit And Unsettling, It Held Bad Memories, And It Also Occasionally Held His Evil Former Lady Love.

You Don't Need To Worry, Though. He's Not My Type." "i Don't Think I've Ever Heard A Girl Say That Before," Said Simon. "i Thought Jace Was The Kind Of Guy Who Was Everyone's Type.

I've Heard The Word 'fear'. I Simply Choose To Believe It Doesn't Apply To Me.

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

What Did Isabelle Want?" Jace Asked. Alec Hesitated. "isabelle Says The Queen Of The Seelie Court Has Requested An Audience With Us." "sure," Said Magnus. "and Madonna Wants Me As A Backup Dancer On Her Next World Tour.

"what Are You Doing Here Anyway?" "'here' As In Your Bedroom Or 'here' As In The Great Spiritual Question Of Our Purpose Here On This Planet?"

Or Am I The Only Warlock You Know?" "no... But You Are The Only Warlock We Know Who Happens To Dating A Friend Of Ours.

When One Steals A Flying Balloon And Animates It To Fly Over Paris, One Should, Ideally, Have Some Idea How Said Balloon Normally Works.

You Might At Least Believe That I Know Honor- Honor And Debt.

I Think You'll Find That One Would Be Self-defeating." Jace Said Lightly Shoving His Feet Into His Boots. "we Are Bound, He And I. Cut Him And I Bleed.

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