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Jem, Cecily Thought, With A Pang In Her Heart. Her Brother Had Always Looked To Him As A Kind Of North Star, A Compass That Would Ever Point Him Toward The Right Decision. She Had Never Quite Thought Of Her Brother As Lucky Before, And Certainly Would Not Have Expected To Do So Today, And Yet-and Yet In A Way He Had Been. To Always Have Someone To Turn To Like That, And Not To Worry Constantly That One Was Looking To The Wrong Stars.

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Jem, Cecily Thought, With A Pang In Her Heart. Her Brother Had Always Looked To Him As A Kind Of North Star, A Compass That Would Ever Point Him Toward The Right Decision. She Had Never Quite Thought Of Her Brother As Lucky Before, And Certainly Would Not Have Expected To Do So Today, And Yet-and Yet In A Way He Had Been. To Always Have Someone To Turn To Like That, And Not To Worry Constantly That One Was Looking To The Wrong Stars.

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

Tessa Is Gone, And Every Moment She Is Gone Is A Knife Ripping Me Apart From The Inside.

Thank You,” Simon Said. “it’s A Joke, Isabelle. He’s The Count. He Likes Counting. You Know. ‘what Did The Count Eat Today, Children? One Chocolate Chip Cookie, Two Chocolate Chip Cookies, Three Chocolate Chip Cookies . . .’” There Was A Rush Of Cold Air As The Door Of The Restaurant Opened, Letting In Another Customer. Isabelle Shivered And Reached For Her Black Silk Scarf. “it’s Not Realistic.” “what Would You Prefer? ‘what Did The Count Eat Today, Children? One Helpless Villager, Two Helpless Villagers, Three Helpless Villagers . . .

It Can Be... Difficult To To Learn How The World Truly Is, To See It In Its True Shape And Form... Most Human Beings Never Do. Most Could Not Bear It.

Mom. I Have Something To Tell You. I’m Undead. Now, I Know You May Have Some Preconceived Notions About The Undead. I Know You May Not Be Comfortable With The Idea Of Me Being Undead. But I’m Here To Tell You That Undead Are Just Like You And Me … Well, Okay. Possibly More Like Me Than You.

Knowing Is Better Than Not Knowing. Every Time.

He Loved Her Enough To Know She Was Better Off Without Him

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.

Bright Star,” Magnus Said, And His Eyes Were Thoughtful, As If He Were Remembering Something, Or Someone. “those Of You Who Are Mortal, You Burn So Fiercely. And You Fiercer Than Most, Will. I Will Not Ever Forget You.”.

I Have A High Pain Threshold. In Fact, It's More Of A Large And Tastfully Decorated Foyer Than A Threshold. But I Do Get Easily Bored

If It's The Lack Of Forbidden You're Worried About. You Could Still Forbid Me To Do Things." "what Kind Of Things?" She Felt Him Smile Against Her Mouth. "things Like This.

I Am Glad,” He Said. “they Will Be Able To Take Care Of Each Other When I Am Gone, Or At Least I Can Hope For It. He Says She Does Not Love Him, But—surely She Will Come To Love Him In Time. Will Is Easy To Love, And He Has Given Her His Whole Heart. I Can See It. I Hope She Will Not Break It.

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

He Will Get Through This, Even If He Thinks He Won't.

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.

All I Know Is That I Love You. And For The First Time, That's Good Enough.

Don't Panic, But We've Got An Audience." Clary Turned Her Head. Perched On A Nearby Tree Branch Was Hugo, Watching Them Beadily From Bright Black Eyes. So The Sound She'd Heard Had Been Wings Rather Than Demented Passion. That Was Disappointing.

Some People Value Sentiments Over Diamonds.

When I Was A Little Kid, I Realized That If You Say Any Word Over And Over Fast Enough, It Loses All Meaning. I'd Lie Awake Saying The Words Over And Over To Myself--'sugar,' 'mirror,' 'whisper,' 'dark.' 'sister,'" He Said Softly. "you're My Sister." "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.

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.

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

Those Of Us Who Do Not Live Forever Do Not Like Change Perhaps As Much As Those Of You Who Do.

"there Might Simply Be Nothing Going On That Might Activate It. Perhaps There Isn't Anything Here That Alec Is Afraid Of." Magnus Glanced At Alec And Raised His Eyebrows. "boo."

Magnus Didn't Really Want This Kind Of Thing This Early In The Morning - This Talk Of Aching Memories And Wanting To Forget. This Conversation Needed To End, Now.

By The Angel, Bridget’s Depressing,” Said Henry, Setting Down His Newspaper Directly On His Plate And Causing The Edge To Soak Through With Egg Yolk. Charlotte Opened Her Mouth As If To Object, And Closed It Again. “it’s All Heartbreak, Death And Unrequited Love.” “well, That Is What Most Songs Are About,” Said Will. “requited Love Is Nice, But It Doesn’t Make Much Of A Ballad.

There Was A Click And Then Nothing Call Disconected Flashed On The Digital Display. "no! No!" Clary Hit The Redial Button, Her Fingers Trembling. Simon Picked Up Immediatly. "sorry. Yossarian Scratched Me And I Dropped The Phone.

Now I Wonder All The Time How You Go Back After Something Like That. Whether We Can Ever Be Friends Again, Or If What We Had Is Broken Into Pieces. Not Because Of Her, But Because Of Me.

You Know Men. We Have Delicate Egos.

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

And Spare Me The Jokes About Scoring." "dammit, Woman, You Read My Mind," He Said. "is There No Filthy Wordplay You Can't Forsee?" "it's My Special Magical Power. I Can Read Your Mind When You're Thinking Dirty Thoughts." "so, Ninety-five Percent Of The Time.

He Caught Her As If He Were Used To Catching Fainting Girls, As If He Did It Everyday.

Do You Often Sleep Tied To The Bed?

If You Insist On Disavowing That Which Is Ugly About What You Do, You Will Never Learn From Your Mistakes.

Learn From Your Mistakes

I'll Take Shadowhunter, Then. Because From What I've Experienced Of Vampires, You Mostly Suck. No Pun Intended.

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.

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.

I Forgot," Isabelle Muttered As The Rest Of Them Caught Up To Her. "faeries Have No Sense Of Humor." "oh, I Wouldn't Say That," Said Jace. "there's A Pixie Nightclub Downtown Called Hot Wings. Not," He Added, "that I Have Ever Been There.

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

Amor Verus Numquam Moritur: True Love Never Dies

Love Never Dies

Infernal Devices

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!

I Am With You. I'm Not Going Anywhere." "is There Anything Special You Want To See? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower Of Pisa?" Only If It Falls On Sebastian's Head, She Thought. "can We Travel To Idris? I Mean, I Guess, Can The Apartment Travel There?" "it Can't Get Past The Wards." His Hand Traced A Path Down Her Cheek. "you Know,i Really Missed You." "you Mean You Haven't Been Going On Romantic Dates With Sebastian While You've Been Away From Me?" "i Tried", Jace Said, "but No Matter How Liquored Up You Get Him , He Just Won't Put Out.

Yes," Jace Said, "i Regret Having Disobeyed You." No! Clary Thought, But Her Heart Sank. Was He Giving Up, Did He Think It Was The Only Way To Save Her And Simon? Valentine's Face Softened. "jonathan-" "especially," Jace Said, "since I Plan To Do It Again. Right Now.

That Seems Like Stealing, Doesn't It?" Simon Pulled A Cup Toward Him. He Drew The Lid Back. "ooh. Mochaccino." He Looked At Magnus. "did You Pay For These?" "sure," Said Magnus, While Jace And Alec Snickered. "i Make Dollar Bills Magically Appear In Their Cash Register." "really?" "no." Magnus Popped The Lid Off His Own Coffee. "but You Can Pretend I Did If It Makes You Feel Better. So, First Order Of Business Is What?

Now Very Much Against Her Will, She Thought Of The Way Jace Had Looked At Her Then, The Blaze Of Faith In His Eyes, His Belief In Her. He Had Always Thought She Was Strong. He Had Showed It In Everything He Did, In Every Look And Every Touch. Simon Had Faith In Her Too, Yet When He'd Held Her, It Had Been As If She Were Something Fragile, Something Made Of Delicate Glass. But Jace Had Held Her With All The Strength He Had, Never Wondering If She Could Take It--he'd Known She Was As Strong Has He Was.

I Don't Care What You Think. You're Not My Brother," Clary Said. "you're A Murderer." "i Really Don't See How Those Things Cancel Each Other Out," Said Sebastian.

One Must Always Be Careful Of Books,' Said Tessa, 'and What Is Inside Them, For Words Have The Power To Change Us.' 'i'm Not Sure A Book Has Ever Changed Me,' Said Will. 'well There Is One Volume That Promises To Teach One How To Turn Oneself Into An Entire Flock Of Sheep-' 'only The Very Weak Minded Refuse To Be Influenced By Literature And Poetry,' Said Tessa, Determined Not To Let Him Run Wildly Off With The Conversation.

All Lightwoods Look The Same To Me—

Clockwork Princess

Gabriel Lightwood

You Are Aware That The Sale Of Liquore Is Currently Against The Law." Edgar Went On, "but I Suppose That Is Why You Enjoy It." "everyone Should Have A Hobby Or Two," Magnus Said. "mine Just Happen To Include Illegal Trade, Drinking And Carousing. I've Heard Of Worse." "we Tend Not To Have Time For Hobbies." Shadowhunters. Always Better Than You.

You Are In Love And You Think That Is All There Is In The World. But The World Is Bigger Than You, Will, And May Have Need Of You. You Are A Shadowhunter. You Serve A Greater Cause. Your Life Is Not Yours To Throw Away.

I Know," He Said, Looking Down At Himself Self-consciously. "i Am Not-i Mean, I Look-" "beautiful," She Said, And She Meant It. "you Look Beautiful, James Carstairs.

Jem Is Nothing But Goodness. That He Struck You Last Night Only Shows How Capable You Are Of Driving Even Saints To Madness.

Light Like Thin Grey Soup Seeped Through The Windows. The Door Opened And Mrs. Dark Came In, Followed By Her Sister, Who Had No Head, Only The White Bone Of Her Spine Protruding From Her Raggedly Severed Neck.

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.

How Can You Not Care?" "practice," Magnus Said, Looking Back To His Book And Turning The Page.

It Was, Of Course, Odd For A Lady To Be Opening Her Own Door, But From The Look Of The Place, Magnus Assumed The Entire Staff Of Servants Had Been Given The Decade Off.

Perhaps [james Herondale] Loved Vice For Vice's Own Sake.

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.

My Advice To Young Writers Would Be To Write Every Day, Even If It Is Only A Few Words. Get Yourself On The Habit Of Writing And It Will Become A Lifelong One. And Find A Place To Write Where You Are Physically Comfortable. You Can't Concentrate If You Aren't. Ernest Hemingway Could Only Write Standing Up, And Truman Capote Could Only Write Lying Down!

Shouldn't We Stand Back To Back Or Something?" "what? Why?" "i Don't Know. In Movies That's What They Do In This Kind Of… Situation.

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

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

What's This?" He Demanded, Looking From Clary To His Companions, As If They Might Know What She Was Doing There. "it's A Girl," Jace Said,recovering His Composure. "surely You've Seen Girls Before, Alec. Your Sister Isabelle Is One.

Another Vampire Pushed Her Way Through The Crowd To Stand At His Side—a Pretty Blue-haired Asian Girl In A Silver Foil Skirt. Clary Wondered If There Were Any Ugly Vampires, Or Maybe Any Fat Ones. Maybe They Didn't Make Vampires Out Of Ugly People. Or Maybe Ugly People Just Didn't Want To Live Forever.

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