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No, The Last Thing She Cared About Was Whether People Were Staring At The Boy And Girl Kissing By The River, As London, It's Cities And Towers And Churches And Bridges And Streets, Circled All About Them Like The Memory Of A Dream. And If The Thames That Ran Beside Them, Sure And Silver In The Afternoon Light, Recalled A Night Long Ago When The Moon Shone As Brightly As A Shilling On This Same Boy And Girl, Or If The Stones Of Blackfriars Knew The Tread Of Their Feet And Thought To Themselves: At Last, The Wheel Comes To A Full Circle, They Kept Their Silence.

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No, The Last Thing She Cared About Was Whether People Were Staring At The Boy And Girl Kissing By The River, As London, It's Cities And Towers And Churches And Bridges And Streets, Circled All About Them Like The Memory Of A Dream. And If The Thames That Ran Beside Them, Sure And Silver In The Afternoon Light, Recalled A Night Long Ago When The Moon Shone As Brightly As A Shilling On This Same Boy And Girl, Or If The Stones Of Blackfriars Knew The Tread Of Their Feet And Thought To Themselves: At Last, The Wheel Comes To A Full Circle, They Kept Their Silence.

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Will’s Voice Dropped. “everyone Makes Mistakes, Jem.” “yes,” Said Jem. “you Just Make More Of Them Than Most People.” “i —” “you Hurt Everyone,” Said Jem. “everyone Whose Life You Touch.” “not You,” Will Whispered. “i Hurt Everyone But You. I Never Meant To Hurt You.” Jem Put His Hands Up, Pressing His Palms Against His Eyes. “will —” “you Can’t Never Forgive Me,” Will Said In Disbelief, Hearing The Panic Tinging His Own Voice. “i’d Be —” “alone?” Jem Lowered His Hand, But He Was Smiling Now, Crookedly. “and Whose Fault Is That?

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

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.

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Hotter Than Me? --jace

One Does Silly Things When One Is Twelve.

Clary Closed Her Eyes. Remembering The Way Jace Had Looked At Her The Night She'd Freed Ithuriel, She Couldn't Help But Imagine The Way He'd Look At Her Now If He Saw Her Trying To Lie Down To Die On The Sand Beside Him. He Wouldn't Be Touched, Wouldn't Think It Was A Beautiful Gesture. He'd Be Angry At Her For Giving Up. He'd Be So--disappointed.

Clary- "how To Come Out To Your Parents," She Read Out Loud. "luke. Don't Be Ridiculous. Simon's Not Gay, He's A Vampire.

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"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

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I Can't Believe He Didn't Have The Dignity And Presence Of Mind Just To Get Drunk And Pass Out In Some Gutter," Said Jace. "i Must Say, I'm Disappointed In The Little Fellow.

Presence Of Mind

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I Need To Know You Believe Me When I Say I Love You. That Is All." "i Believe Everything You Say," Tessa Said With A Smile, Her Hands Creeping Doen From His Waist To His Weapons Belt. Her Fingers Closed On The Hilt Of The Dagger, And She Yanked It From The Belt, Smiling As He Looked Down At Her In Surprise. "after All," She Said, "you Weren't Lying About The Tattoo Of The Dragon Of Wales, Were You?

Then Again, It Was Jace. He'd Pick A Fight With A Mack Truck If The Urge Took Him.

Your Trusting Idiocy Knows No Bounds

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Only Jace, Clary Thought, Could Look Cool In Pajama Bottoms And An Old T-shirt, But He Pulled It Off, Probably Through Sheer Force Of Will. -pg. 329-

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Clary Screamed Out Loud As He Fell Like A Stone- And Landed Lightly On His Feet Just In Front Of Her. Clary Stared With Her Mouth Open As He Rose Up Out Of A Shallow Crouch And Grinned At Her. "if I Made A Joke About Just Dropping In," He Said, "would You Write Me Off As A Cliché?

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How Awfully Convenient For You, Regardless. And For Him. He Won't Have To Worry About You Spilling His Secrets." "yeah," Jace Said. "he's Terrified I'll Tell Everyone That He's Always Wanted To Be A Ballerina.

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Maybe I Want A Black Eye. Did You Think Of That?

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So You Are Dying For Love, Then," Will Said Finally, His Voice Sounding Constricted To His Own Ears. 'dying A Little Faster For Love. And There Are Worse Things To Die For.

You Said I Am A Good Man," He Said. "but I Am Not That Good A Man. And I Am--i Am Catastrophically In Love With You.

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If We're Going To The Silent City, You Might Want To Get Dressed. I Mean, I Appreciate The Bra-and-panties Look, But I Don't Know If The Silent Brothers Will. There Are Only A Few Of The Left, And I Don't Want Them To Die Of Excitement.

She Had A Plan. Even If It Was A Little Insane.

She Is Fine. She Hates Us Both But It Really Didn't Sound Like Anything Else Was Wrong

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

He's My Neophyte Downworlder To Mock And Boss Around, Not Yours.

Words Were Weapons, His Father Had Taught Him That, And He'd Wanted To Hurt Clary More Than He'd Ever Wanted To Hurt Any Girl. In Fact, He Wasn't Sure He Had Ever Wanted To Hurt A Girl Before. Usually He Just Wanted Them, And Then He Wanted Them To Leave Him Alone.

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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.

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Who Do We Belong With But Each Other?

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.

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The Only Alternative Seems To Be Doing Nothing…and Doing Nothing, I Find, Rarely Accomplishes Anything

Every Life Is Finite, Will.

Their Oldest Child, James, Had Spoken Laughingly About Will's Unrelenting Fear Of Ducks And His Continual Battle To Keep Them Out Of The Pond At The Family Home In Yorkshire.

Hurry Up, Mundie Boy, We've Got Work To Do.

He'd Felt Like A Jack-o-lantern For The Past Few Days, As If His Guts Had Been Yanked Out With A Fork And Dumped In A Heap While A Grinning Smile Stayed Plastered On His Face.

Jack O Lanterns

All My Life, Since I Came To The Institute, You Were The Mirror Of My Soul. I Saw The Good In Me In You. In Your Eyes Alone I Found Grace. When You Are Gone From Me, Who Will See Me Like That?

Demon Hunting And Fashion," Clary Said. "i Never Would Have Thought They Went Together.

At Last, The Wheel Comes Full Circle

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

Magnus, You Were Trying To Flirt With Your Own Plate." "i'm A Very Open-minded Sort Of Fellow!

You're Killing Me Because You Want Me To Give A Message To God For You?" Jace Shook His Head, The Point Of The Blade Scraping Across His Throat. "you're Crazier Than I Thought

Shotgun!" Announced Clary As Jace Came Back Around The Side Of The Van. Alec Grabbed For His Bow, Strapped Across His Back. "where?" "she Means She Wants The Front Seat," Said Jace, Pushing Wet Hair Out Of His Eyes.

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I Had Such Plans For This Evening. The Pursuit Of Blind Drunkenness And Wayward Women Was My Goal. But Alas, It Was Not To Be. No Sooner Had I Consumed My Third Drink In The Devil Than I Was Accosted By A Delightful Small Flower Selling Child Who Asked Me For Twopence For A Daisy. The Price Seemed Steep, So I Refused. When I Told The Girl As Much, She Proceeded To Rob Me.” “a Little Girl Robbed You?” Tessa Said. “actually, She Wasn’t A Little Girl At All, As It Turns Out, But A Midget In A Dress With A Penchant For Violence, Who Goes By The Name Of Six-fingered Nigel.

Sarcasm Is The Last Refuge Of The Imaginatively Bankrupt.

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That Was The Justice Of Heaven. I Trust That You Are Not Dismayed.

Faeries Are Fallen Angels," Said Dorothea, "cast Down Out Of Heaven For Their Pride." "that's The Legend," Jace Said. "it's Also Said That They're The Offspring Of Demons And Angels, Which Always Seemed More Likely To Me. Good And Evil, Mixing Together. Faeries Are As Beautiful As Angels Are Supposed To Be, But They Have A Lot Of Mischief And Cruelty In Them. And You'll Notice Most Of Them Avoid Midday Sunlight—" "for The Devil Has No Power," Said Dorothea Softly, As If She Were Reciting An Old Rhyme, "except In The Dark.

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

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Were You Thinking About Eating Me?

There Was An Electric Anger In His Gaze, And A Sort Of Challenge That Made Simon Long To Hit Him With Something Heavy. Like A Pickup Truck.

He Didn't Know What Books Meant To Her, That Books Were Symbols Of Truth And Meaning.

It Is What Is Left To Him," Said Will. "do You Not Recall What He Says To Lucie? 'if It Had Been Possible... That You Could Have Returned The Love Of The Man You See Before Yourself- Flung Away, Wasted, Drunken, Poor Creature Of Misure As You Know Him To Be- He Would Have Been Conscious This Day And Hour, In Spite Of His Happiness, That He Would Bring You Misery, Bring You To Sorrow And Repetance, Blight You, Disgrace You, Pull You Down With Him

She Turned And Looked At Him. "ducks?" She Said Again. A Smile Tugged The Edge Of His Mouth. "i Hate Ducks. Don't Know Why. I Just Always Have.

I Have A Suggestion," Said Valentine To Luke, In A Surprisingly Even Tone. "let Me Guess," Said Luke. "it's 'don't Kill Me,' Isn't It?

What Are You?" "im A Shadowhunter.

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.

I've Never Seen Anyone Get So Excited Over Books Before. You'd Think They Were Diamonds.

It Made Him Feel Indispensable And Needed - Even If The Fact That Jocelyn Didn't Appear To Care Wheather He Slept In Her Daughter's Bed Or Not Did Underscore That Clary's Mother Apparently Regarded Him As About Sexually Threatening As A Goldfish.

Clearly,' Said Luke, 'something's Going On That I Don't Know About.' Simon Looked Over At Him. 'sometimes I Think That's The Motto Of My Life.

I Knew You Were Crazy, But I Didn't Realize That You Were Out Of Your Goddamned Mind!!

Dear God, Woman,"said Will. "are There Any Questions You Don't Want To Know The Answer To?

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.

Oh, I'll Trust You," The Boy Told Him Carelessly. "it Hardly Matters. We Are All Betrayed Sooner Or Later—all Betrayed, Or Traitors." "i See That A Flair For The Dramatic Runs In The Blood," Magnus Said Under His Breath.

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.

Yes," Said Will, "you Two Don't Seem To Have Much In Common, Save For A Penchant For Demon Women And Evil.

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.

Oooh, That Was Fun." "that Does It," Said Jace. "i'm Going To Get You A Dictionary For Christmas This Year." "why?" Isabelle Said. "so You Can Look Up 'fun.' I'm Not Sure You Know What It Means." Isabelle Pulled The Long Heavy Mass Of Her Wet Hair Forward And Wrung It Out As If It Were Wet Washing. "you're Raining On My Parade." "it's A Pretty Wet Parade Already, If You Hadn't Noticed." Jace Glanced Around.

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

Was That Will?" She Said Finally. Henry Arched One Ginger Eyebrow. "perhaps He's Been Kidnapped And Replaced By An Automaton," He Suggested. "it Seems Possible..." For Once Charlotte Could Only Find Herself In Agreement.

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!

He Broke Up With Me." "because You Weren't In Love With Him. That's An Iffy Proposition, And I Think He's Handling With Grace. A Lot Of Teenage Boys Would Sulk, Or Lurk Around Under Your Window With A Boom Box." "no One Has A Boom Box Anymore. That Was The Eighties.

Perhaps," He Said, "we Should Discuss Our Arrangements, Then.

When I Went To Stay With I’m, He Asked Me For Something Of My Fathers To Make The Tracking Easier. I Gave Him The Morgenstern Ring. He Said He‘d Let Me Know If He Senses Valentine Anywhere In The City, But So Far He Hasn’t.” “maybe He Just Wanted Your Ring,” Clary Said. “he Sure Wears Lot Of Jewelry.

Isabelle And Jace Had Left The Topic Of Dead Shadowhunters Behind And Had Moved On To Something Jace Apparently Found Even More Horrifying__isabelle's Date With Simon. "i Can't Believe He Took You To An Actual Restaurant." Jace Was On His Feet Now, Putting Away The Floor Mats And Training Gear While Isabelle Leaned Against The Wall And Played With Her New Gloves. "i Assumed His Idea Of A Date Would Be Making You Watch Him Play World Of Warcraft With His Nerd Friends." "i," Clary Pointed Out, "am One Of His Nerd Friends, Thank You.

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

Alec Had His Arms Around Magnus And Was Kissing Him, Full On The Mouth. Magnus, Who Appeared To Be In A State Of Shock, Stood Frozen.

Because You Told Me You Don't Have Feelings For Me Anymore, And You See, That's Very Akward, Because I Still Have Them For You. And I Bet You Know It.

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.

Well, There Aren’t Any Graves In Mundane Wedding Ceremonies,” Said Tessa. “though Your Ability To Quote The Bible Is Impressive. Better Than My Aunt Harriet’s.” “did You Hear That, James? She Just Compared Us To Her Aunt Harriet.

As It Turned Out, Everyone Wanted A Doughnut. Jace Wanted Two.

Actually," Clary Said, "i Think He Stayed Because Of Me." Jace's Glaze Flicked Up To Hers With A Flash Of Gold. "because Of You? Hoping For Another Hot Date, Was He?" Clary Felt Herself Flush. "no. And Our Date Wasn't Hot. In Fact, It Wasn't Even A Date. Anyway, That's Not The Point. When He Came Into The Hall, He Kept Trying To Get Me To Go Outside With Him So We Could Talk. He Wanted Something From Me. I Just Don't Know What." "or Maybe He Just Wanted You," Jace Said. Seeing Clary's Expression, He Added, "not That Way. I Mean Maybe He Wanted To Bring You To Valentine.

They Say You Cannot Love Two People Equally At Once,” She Said. “and Perhaps For Others That Is So. But You And Will—you Are Not Like Two Ordinary People, Two People Who Might Have Been Jealous Of Each Other, Or Who Would Have Imagined My Love For One Of Them Diminished By My Love Of The Other. You Merged Your Souls When You Were Both Children. I Could Not Have Loved Will So Much If I Had Not Loved You As Well. And I Could Not Love You As I Do If I Had Not Loved Will As I Did.

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?

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.

You And Jace – You’re Not Quite Normal, Are You? I Mean, Not Normal Shadowhunters. There’s Something Special About You Both. Like The Seelie Queen Said. You Were Experiments.” He Smiled At Her Startled Look. “i’m Not Stupid. I Can Put These Things Together. You With Your Rune Powers, And Jace, Well…no One Could Be That Annoying Without Some Kind Of Supernatural Assistance.

Sorry,” She Said Breathlessly. “i Got Lost In The Crowd.” “i Noticed,” He Said. “one Second I Was Dancing With You, And The Next You Were Gone And A Very Persistent Werewolf Was Trying To Get The Buttons On My Jeans Undone.” Sebastian Chuckled. “girl Or Boy Werewolf?” “not Sure. Either Way, They Could Have Used A Shave.

Some Burns," Clary Said. "nothing That Matters" "everything That Happens To You Matters To Me." "well That Certainly Explains Why You Haven't Called Me Back Once. And The Last Time I Saw You, You Ran Away Without Telling Me Why. It's Like Dating A Ghost." Jace's Mouth Quirked Up Slightly At The Side. "not Exactly. Isabelle Actually Dated A Ghost. She Could Tell You--" "no," Clary Said. "it Was A Metaphor. And You Know Exactly What I Mean.

What?" Jace Was Still Staring At Her As If She'd Told Him She'd Found One Of The Silent Brothers Doing Nude Cartwheels In The Hallway.

I'll Just Have Them Change The Entry In The Demonology Textbook From 'almost Extinct' To 'not Extinct Enough For Alec. He Prefers His Monsters Really, Really Extinct.' Will That Make You Happy?

The Witchlight Made His Skin Paler, His Eyes More Intently Blue. They Were The Color Of The Water In The North Atlantic, Where The Ice Drifted On Its Blue-black Surface Like The Snow Clinging To The Dark Glass Pane Of A Window.

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

Don't Order Any Of The Faerie Food," Said Jace, Looking At Her Over The Top Of His Menu. "it Tends To Make Humans A Little Crazy. One Minute You're Munching A Faerie Plum, The Next Minute You're Running Naked Down Madison Avenue With Antlers On Your Head. Not," He Added Hastily, "that This Has Ever Happened To Me.

You Know That Feeling,” She Said, “when You Are Reading A Book, And You Know That It Is Going To Be A Tragedy; You Can Feel The Cold And Darkness Coming, See The Net Drawing Tight Around The Characters Who Live And Breathe On The Pages. But You Are Tied To The Story As If Being Dragged Behind A Carriage And You Cannot Let Go Or Turn The Course Aside.” His Blue Eyes Were Dark With Understanding — Of Course Will Would Understand.

Oh, Come On," Clary Said. "you're A Vampire, Not Spider-man.

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.

Brown Is A Manly Color

No. Absolutely Not.” “simon,” She Said. “it’s A Perfectly Fine Plan.” “the Plan Where You Follow Jace And Sebastian Off To Some Unknown Dimensional Pocket And We Use These Rings To Communicate So Those Of Us Over Here In The Regular Dimension Of Earth Can Track You Down? That Plan?” “yes.” “no,” He Said. “no, It Isn’t.” Clary Sat Back. “you Don’t Just Get To Say No.” “this Plan Involves Me! I Get To Say No! No.” “simon—” Simon Patted The Seat Beside Him As If Someone Were Sitting There. “let Me Introduce You To My Good Friend No.

Who Said We Were Owed Happiness?

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

This Was A Voice That Drew Out Memories Stretched Thin By Years Of Recollection, Like Paper Unfolded And Refolded Too Many Times. A Voice That Brought Back, Like A Wave, The Memory Of Another Time On This Bridge, A Night So Long Ago, Everything Black And Silver And The River Rushing Away Under Her Feet.

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.

Cleverness That Comes Too Late Is Hardly Cleverness At All?

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.

You're All He Ever Wants.

Well That's Convenient, I Guess Blessings Are Easier To Come By Than I Thought. Maybe I Should Ask For Blessings On My Mission Against All Those Who Wear White After Labor Day

You Can Never Love Me.

By The Angel," Jace Said, Looking The Demon Up And Down. "i Knew Greater Demons Were Meant To Be Ugly, But No One Ever Warned Me About The Smell." Abbadon Opened Its Mouth And Hissed. Inside Its Mouth Were Two Rows Of Jagged Glass-sharp Teeth. "i'm Not Sure About This Wind And Howling Darkness Business," Jace Went On, "smells More Like Landfill To Me. You Sure You're Not From Staten Island?

Anyway, He's [simon] Obviously Not Here. Go Back To What You Were Doing. 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." And She [isabelle] Stalked Off, Back Toward The Bar. - City Of Fallen Angels Pg 188 Hardcover

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