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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.

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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.

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How Many Times Have I Told You, Magnus? Behave Professionaly In A Professional Setting. Which Means No Being Rude To Nephilim, And Also No Getting Attached To Nephilim." "i Never Get Attached To Nephilim!" Magnus Protested. Ragnor Coughed, And In The Midst Of The Cough Said Something That Sounded Like "blerondale." "well," Said Magnus. "hardly Ever.

What You're Blaming Yourself For Is Being Who You Are. And That's No One's Fault And Nothing You Can Change.

Blaming Yourself

You Serve A Greater Cause. Your Life Is Not Yours To Throw Away (magnus Bane)

You Like The Party?" "is It In Honor Of Anything?" "my Cat's Birthday." "oh." She Glanced Around. "where's Your Cat?" "i Dont Know. He Ran Away." -magnus & Clary, Pg.221-

You Have Something On Your Neck. What Looks Like A Bite Mark, What Were You Doing Out All Night, Anyway? Nothing. I Went Walking In The Park. Tried To Clear My Head. And Ran Into A Vampire What? No! I Fell. On Your Neck?

I Want You To Be Happy, And Him To Be Happy. And Yet When You Walk That Aisle To Meet Him And Join Yourselves Forever You Will Walk An Invisible Path Of The Shards Of My Heart Tessa. I Would Give Over My Own Life For Either Of Yours.

Will Spread His Arms Wide. On His Knees, Grinning Like A Demon, Blood Dripping From His Mouth, He Barely Looked Human Himself. “come And Get Me.

Jace's Clothes Had Been Clean,stylish,ordinary. Sebastian Had Been Wearing A Long Black Wool Trench Coat That Had Looked Expensive. Like An Evil Burbeery Ad, Simon Said When She Was Done.

No, I'm Just A Very Naughty Boy. I Do All Sorts Of Bad Things. I Kick Kittens. I Make Rude Gestures At Nuns.

I’d Do Almost Anything For You,” Simon Said Quietly. “i’d Die For You. You Know That. But Would I Kill Someone Else, Someone Innocent? What About A Lot Of Innocent Lives? What About The Whole World? Is It Really Love To Tell Someone That If It Came Down To Picking Between Them And Every Other Life On The Planet, You’d Pick Them? Is That—i Don’t Know, Is That A Moral Sort Of Love At All?

Magnus, I Wish I Had The Nerve To Wear The Kind Of Pants You Do.

The Two Are Now Bound Inextricably. Should One Die, The Other Will Follow. No Wepon In This World Can Wound Only One Of Them

For A Split Second Longer She Stood Motionless. Then, Somehow, She Had Caught At The Front Of His Shirt And Pulled Him Toward Her. His Arms Went Around Her, Lifting Her Almost Out Of Her Sandals, And Then He Was Kissing Her—or She Was Kissing Him, She Wasn’t Sure, And It Didn’t Matter. The Feel Of His Mouth On Hers Was Electric; Her Hands Gripped His Arms, Pulling Him Hard Against Her. The Feel Of His Heart Pounding Through His Shirt Made Her Dizzy With Joy. No One Else’s Heart Beat Like Jace’s Did, Or Ever Could.

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.

I Do Not Know Two Finer People And Could Not Imagine Better News. May Your Lives Together Be Happy And Long. Congratulations, Brother.

Congratulations

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

A Great Sadness Welled Up In Magnus At The Sight Of Him. It Was Human To Age And Die, And Jem Stood Outside That Humanity Now, Outside The Light That Burned So Brightly And So Briefly. It Was Cold Outside That Light And Fire. No One Had Greater Cause To Know That Cold Than Magnus Did.

Hey," Said Jace. Who Was Sitting On An Overturned Speaker, Looking At His Cellphone, "do You Want To See A Photo Of Alec And Magnus In Berlin?" "not Really," Said Simon. "magnus Is Wearing Lederhosen." "and Yet, Still No.

Medium Clever,” Simon Acknowledged. “like A Cross Between George Clooney In Ocean’s Eleven And Those Mythbusters Guys, But, You Know, Better-looking.” “i’m Always So Glad I Have No Idea What You’re Vacantly Chattering About,” Said Jace. “it Fills Me With A Sense Of Peace And Well-being.

Isabelle: All The Boys Are Gay. In This Van, Anyway. Well, Except For You, Simon. Simon: Glad You Noticed. Magnus: I Prefer To Think Of Myself As A Freewheeling Bisexual. Alec: Please Never Say That In Front Of My Parents.

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.

We Shouldn’t,” Protested Isabelle. “the Clave Has A Plan.” “the Clave Has The Collective Intelligence Of A Pineapple,” Said Jace. Alec Blinked Up At Them. “jace Is Right.” Isabelle Turned On Her Brother. “what Do You Know? You Weren’t Even Paying Attention.” “i Was,” Alec Said, Injured. “i Said Jace Was Right.” “yeah, But There’s Like A 90% Chance Of Me Being Right Most Of The Time, So That’s Not Proof You Were Listening,” Said Jace. “that’s Just A Good Guess.

And As For The Lightwoods," Simon Said, "it's Not That I Like Them That Much. I Mean, I Like Isabelle, And I Sort Of Like Alec And Jace, Too. But There's This Girl. And Jace Is Her Brother." When Samuel Replied, He Sounded, For The First Time Genuinely Amused. "isn't There Always A Girl.

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.

We’re Nephilim. Every One Of Our Life’s Passages Has Some Mystical Component — Our Births, Our Deaths, Our, Marriages, Everything Has A Ceremony And A Rune. There Is One As Well If You Wish To Become Someone’s Parabatai. It’s No Small Commitment.

Mr. Branwell And Mr. Carstairs Seem To Have No Problem Cleaning Their Boots,” Sophie Said, Looking Darkly From Will To Tessa. “perhaps You Could Learn From Their Example.” “perhaps,” Said Will. “but I Doubt It.” Sophie Scowled, And Started Off Along The Corridor Again, Her Shoulders Tightly Set With Indignation. Tessa Looked At Will In Amazement. “what Was That?” Will Shrugged Lazily. “sophie Enjoys Pretending She Doesn’t Like Me.” “doesn’t Like You? She Hates You!

Clary Made Fun Of Him About His New Look; But, Then, Clary Found Everything About Simon's Love Life Borderline Hilarious.

He Produced A Handkerchief—crisply Folded—and Handed It To Her. She Took It With Silent Astonishment. She’d Never Before Known Anyone Who Carried A Handkerchief.

She Looked Up At Him With A Smile. The Smile Broke What Was Left Of His Resistance--shattered It. He Had Let The Walls Down When He'd Thought She Was Gone, And There Was No Time To Build Them Back Up.

To Her You're Jocelyn's Daughter. But I'll Always Be Valentine's Son

You're Not Gay, Are You?" Simon's Greenish Color Deepened. "if I Were, I Would Dress Better.

You May Be Right. I Think It Was Round About Christmas When I Got My Welsh Dragon Tattoo.” At That, Tessa Had To Try Very Hard Not To Blush. “how Did That Happen?” Will Made An Airy Gesture With His Hand. “i Was Drunk…” “nonsense. You Were Never Really Drunk.” “on The Contrary—in Order To Learn How To Pretend To Be Inebriated, Once Must Become Inebriated At Least Once, As A Reference Point. Six-fingered Nigel Had Been At The Mulled Cider—“ “you Can’t Mean There’s Truly A Six-fingered Nigel?

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.

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

You’re Seventeen,” Magnus Said. “you Can’t Have Wasted A Life You’ve Barely Lived.

It's Because You're Too Scared To Tell Anyone Who You Really Love. Love Makes Us Liars.

How Could You Be Heartbroken And Happy At The Same Time?

But-" Maia, Still Looking At Alec And Magnus, Broke Off And Rasied Her Eyebrows. Simon Turned To See What She Was Looking At - And Stared. 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. Several Groups Of People - Shadowhunters And Downworlders Alike - Were Staring And Whispering. Glancing To The Side, Simon Saw The Lightwoods, Their Eyes Widen, Gaping At The Display. Maryse Had Her Hand Over Her Mouth. Maia Looked Perplexed. "wait A Second," She Said. "do We All Have To Do That, Too?

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.

Is This The Part Where You Start Tearing Off Strips Of Your Shirt To Bind My Wounds?" "if You Wanted Me To Rip My Clothes Off, You Should Have Just Asked.

You Point Your Feet Out Too Much When You Walk,” Will Went On. He Was Busy Polishing An Apple On His Shirtfront, And Appeared Not To Notice Tessa Glaring At Him. “camille Walks Delicately. Like A Faun In The Woods. Not Like A Duck” “i Do Not Walk Like A Duck.” “i Like Ducks,” Jem Observed Diplomatically. “especially The Ones In Hyde Park.

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.

Simon Looked From One Of Them To The Other, And Shook His Head. “ When Did You Two Get So Buddy-buddy? Last Night It Was All, ‘i’m The Most Elite Warrior!’ ‘ No, I’m The Most Elite Warrior!’ And Today You’re Playing Halo And Giving Each Other Props For Good Ideas.

And We Believe In His Promises. Therefore You Can Never Lose Hope - Hatikva - Because If You Keep Hope Alive, It Will Keep You Alive.

Anyway That Other Thing We Almost Did In Paris-that's Probably Off The Table For A While.unless You Want That Whole Baby-i'm-on-fire-when-we Kiss Thing To Become Freakishly Literal

The Only Way You Would Have Failed," She Said, "is If You Had.

Patience, Grasshopper," Said Maia. "good Things Come To Those Who Wait." "i Always Thought That Was 'good Things Come To Those Who Do The Wave,'" Said Simon. "no Wonder I've Been So Confused All My Life.

The Weapons Room Looked Exactly The Way Something Called "the Weapons Room" Sounded Like It Would Look.

Charlotte Leaned Forward Across The Table. “the Dark Sisters Never Mentioned What Use They Intended To Make Of Your Abilities, Did They?” “you Know About The Magister.” Tessa Said. “they Said They Were Preparing Me For Him.” “for Him To Do What?” Will Asked. “eat You For Dinner?” Tessa Shook Her Head. “to – To Marry Me, They Said.” “to Marry You?” Jessamine Was Openly Scornful. “that’s Ridiculous. They Were Probably Going To Blood Sacrifice You And Didn’t Want You To Panic.” (page 78)

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.

With His Customary Crooked Smile, “are Just Too Unlikely To Dwell Upon.

The Queen Sniffed. "i Rather Miss Your Jace," She Said. "of All Of You, He Was The Prettiest And The Best-mannered.

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

He Took Her By The Shoulders And Pulled Her Closer To Him, His Fingers Knotting In The Fabric Of Her Dress. Even More Than In The Attic, She Felt Caught In The Eddy Of A Powerful Wave That Threatened To Pull Her Over And Under, To Crush And Break Her, To Wear Her Down To Softness As The Sea Might Wear Down A Piece Of Glass.

Who Do We Belong With But Each Other?

I'm Not So 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?

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

The Blood Of Heaven Binds You," Said The Queen. "blood Calls To Blood, Under The Skin. But Love And Blood Are Not The Same." "riddles," Clary Said Angrily. "do You Even Mean Anything When You Talk Like That?" "he Is Bound To You," Said The Queen. "but Does He Love You?

Or Maybe It's Just That Beautiful Things Are So Easily Broken By The World.

Will Suspected Jem Was In Fact Cleverer Than He Was Himself - But He Lacked Will's Tendency To Assume The Absolute Worst About People And Proceed From There.

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.

There Was No Jace Wayland More Real Than The One He Saw In Her Eyes When She Looked At Him.

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.

Will Bounded Up Onto One Of The Ladders And Yanked A Book Off The Shelf. "i'll Find You Something Else To Read. Catch." He Had Let It Fall Without Looking And Tessa Had To Dart Forward To Seize It Before It Hit The Floor. - Clockwork Angel

You're All He Ever Wants.

I Love You Clary. More Then I Ever-- God. More Than I Probably Should. You Know That, Don't You?

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.

Against His Own Will, Almost, Will Felt Himself Understanding; He Would Have Done Anything, He Thought, Told Any Lie, Taken Any Risk, To Make Tessa Love Him.

Some Secrets, She Thought, Were Better Told; Some Were Better Left The Burden Of The Carrier, That They Might Not Cause Pain To Others.

The Destruction Of All Shadowhunters' Said Scott. 'i Rather Thought You Knew That. It Isn't A Gardening Club.

I Was Alive When The Dead Sea Was Just A Lake That Was Feeling A Little Poorly.

Is This The Part Where You Say If I Hurt Her, You'll Kill Me?" "no" Simon Said, "if You Hurt Clary She's Quite Capable Of Killing You Herself. Possibly With A Variety Of Weapons.

Tessa Poked At Her Left Incisor With Her Tongue. It Was Flat Again, An Ordinary Tooth. "i Don't Understand What Makes Them Come Out Like That!" "hunger," Said Jem. "were You Think About Blood?" "no." "were You Thinking About Eating Me?" Will Inquired. "no!" "no One Would Blame You," Said Jem. "he's Very Annoying.

I Think," Jace Said, "that You Don't Want To Tell Your Secrets, So You Decided To Break Up With Alec Because...

The Law May Be Hard But It's The Law.

-nunca Dejaría De Creer En Ti -dijo-. Jamás. Lo Que Siento Por Ti...-se Atracó-. Es Lo Más Grande Que He Sentido En Mi Vida. [pp.78]

Clary," He Whispered. There Was A Thump, And She Realized He Had Fallen To His Kees By The Side Of Her Bed. She Didn't Move, But Her Body Tightened. His Voice Was A Whisper. "clary, It's Me. It's Me.

You Don’t Sound Very Patriotic,” Observed Tessa. “weren’t You Just Reminiscing About The Mountains?” “patriotic?” Will Looked Smug. “i’ll Tell You What’s Patriotic,” He Said. “in Honor Of My Birthplace, I’ve The Dragon Of Wales Tattooed On My—” “you’re In A Charming Temper, Aren’t You, William?” Interrupted Jem, Though There Was No Edge To His Voice.

Go To Faeries For Gossip About Vampires, To Werewolves For Gossip About Faeries, And Do Not Gossip About Werewolves, Because They Try To Bite Your Face Off: That Was Magnus's Motto.

I Am Stronger When Tessa Is Here, You See. I Told It To You," Said Jem, Still In The Same Soft Voice. At That, Will Did Duck His Head So That Tessa Could Not See His Eyes. "i See It," He Said.

Even In Half Demon Hunter Clothes, Clary Thought, He Looked Like The Kind Of Boy Who'd Come Over Your House To Pick You Up For A Date And Be Polite To Your Parents And Nice To Your Pets. Jace On The Other Hand, Looked Like The Kind Of Boy Who'd Come Over Your House And Burn It Down Just For Kicks.

That Demon Woman You Were Lounging With On The Divan,” Said Will. “would You Call Her A Friend, Or More Of A Business Associate?” Benedict’s Dark Eyes Hardened. “insolent Puppy—” “oh, I’d Say She Was A Friend,” Said Tessa. “one Doesn’t Usually Let One’s Business Associates Lick One’s Face. Although I Could Be Wrong. What Do I Know About These Things? I’m Only A Silly Woman.

Clary Smiled At Him With A Warmth She Didn’t Feel. “sebastian Says I Can Come With You.” Jace Raised His Eyebrows. “matching Haircuts For Everyone?” “i Hope Not,” Said Sebastian. “i Look Terrible With Curls.

Good Organization,” Said Magnus. “i Knew The Man Who Founded It, Back In The 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable Old Werewolf Family.” Alec Made An Ugly Sound In The Back Of His Throat. “did You Sleep With Him, Too?” Magnus’s Cat Eyes Widened. “alexander!

I Don’t Know Why I Ever Helped You.” “because You Like Broken Things.

That's Right," He Said. "i Created A A Bunch Of Forsaken Warriors, Had Them Attack The Institute And Kill Madeleine And Nearly Kill The Rest Of Us, Just So That I Could Keep Clary From At Home. And Lo And Behold, My Diabolical Plan Is Working.

Jace Whistled. "raphael Is Really Having An Exceptionally Bad Night." -jace, Pg.283-

Simon Grinned. "you've Never Heard Of Dungeons And Dragons?" "i've Heard Of Dungeons," Jace Said. "also Dragons. Although They're Mostly Extinct.

But I Think It Has To Do With What You Believe About Yourself. If You Believe You're Damned, Then You Are. But If You Don't...

(jace) "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.

Will You Come With Me? For I Cannot Wait To Share The World With You, Jem. There Is So Much To See.

Will Pushed His Hands Through His Damp Hair. “oh, Yes,” He Said Bitterly. “perhaps In Some Other Life, Beyond This One, When We Have Passed Beyond The River, Or Turned Upon The Wheel, Or Whatever Kind Words You Want To Use To Describe Leaving This World, I Shall Find My Friend Again, My Parabatai. But I Have Lost You Now—now, When I Need You More Than I Ever Did!

If One Could Look This Fabulous, One Had An Obligation To.

I Think I May Be In Love With You, Sophie," Said Will. "marriage Could Be In The Cards.

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

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

She Warned Me About Mr. Herondale, Though, Said He’d Likely Be Rude To Me, And Familiar. She Said I Could Be Rude Right Back, That Nobody Would Mind.” “someone Ought To Be Rude To Him. He’s Rude Enough To Everyone Else.

There Are Some Kinds Of Wounds You Can Get, Internal Injuries. You Don't Know What's Wrong With You, But You're Bleeding To Death Slowly Inside.

You Endure What Is Unbearable, And You Bear It. That Is All.

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.

White For Shadowhunters Is The Color Of Funerals," Luke Explained. “ But For Mundanes, Jace, It’ S The Color Of Weddings. Brides Wear White To Symbolize Their Purity.” “i Thought Jocelyn Said Her Dress Wasn’t White,” Simon Said. “well,” Said Jace, “i Suppose That Ship Has Sailed.” Luke Choked On His Coffee.

I Played It For My Bride, And One Day You Will Play For Yours.

He Found Himself Looking Into Many Faces For Potentional Love, And Seeing Many People As Shining Vessels Of Possibility. Perhaps This Time There Would Be That Indefinable Something That Sent Hungry Hearts Roving, Longing And Searching For Something, They Knew Not What, And Yet Could Not Give Up The Quest.

I Know How You Are With Your Words, And, Will- I Love All Of Them. Every Word You Say. The Silly Ones, The Mad Ones, The Beautiful Ones, And The Ones That Are Only For Me. I Love Them, And I Love You." - Tessa Gray

Ragnor Looked Very Regretful About All The Choices That Had Led Him To His Being In This Place And Especially In This Company

Unhappy? I Was Lucky. So, So Lucky. And I Couldn’t See It.” His Eyes Met Hers. “i Love You,” He Said. “and You Make Me Happier Than I Ever Thought I Could Be. And Now That I Know What It’s Like To Be Someone Else—to Lose Myself—i Want My Life Back. My Family. You. All Of It.” His Eyes Darkened. “i Want It Back.

The Front Door Shut, Leaving Alec Sitting In The Half-lit Garden, Alone. He Closed His Eyes For A Moment, The Image Of A Face Hovering Behind His Lids. Not Jace's Face, For A Change. The Eyes Set In The Face Were Green, Slit-pupiled. Cat Eyes.

Sometimes When She Looks At Him That Way He Finds Himself Almost Blushing; A Feeling So Strange He Almost Doesn’t Recognize It. Jace Wayland Doesn’t Blush.

Astriola. That Is Demon Pox. You Had Evidence That Demon Pox Existed And You Didnt Mention It To Me! Et Tu, Brute!' He Rolled Up The Paper And Hit Jem Over The Head With It.

The Funny Thing About Mundies Is How Obsessed With Magic They Are For A Bunch Of People Who Don't Even Know What The Word Means.

I Don't Want Tea," Said Clary, With Muffled Force. "i Want To Find My Mother. And Then I Want To Find Out Who Took Her In The First Place, And I Want To Kill Them." "unfortunately," Said Hodge, "we're All Out Of Bitter Revenge At The Moment, So It's Either Tea Or Nothing.

Just Like An Alley In New York -like Every Alley In The World, Apparently- It Smelled Like Cat Pee.

I Wouldn't Call That An Instrument Of Music," Ragnor Observed Sourly. "an Instrument Of Torture, Perhaps.

You Didn't Have To Come After Me." "yes, I Did," He Said. "you're Far Too Inexperienced To Protect Yourself In A Hostile Situation Without Me." "that's Sweet. Maybe I'll Forgive You." "forgive Me? Fro What?" "fro Telling Me To Shut Up." His Eyes Narrowed. "i Did Not... Well, I Did, But You Were-" "never Mind.

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.

She Had Never Asked Herself Whether It Cost Him Any Effort. Any Effort To Stand Between Will And The World, Protecting Each One Of Them From The Other.

Other People Have Shrubbery In Their Gardens. You Have A Bottomless Pit.

For Love Is As Strong As Death.

Clockwork Prince

Now That You Know The Truth, You Can Never Go Back.

I Kick Kittens. I Made Rude Gestures At Nuns.

There Was A Man Once Who Said That Mothers Carry The Key Of Our Souls With Them All Our Lives. But You Threw Mine Away

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.

I Always Need Your Strength,alec

Always Ask For What You Want, Because The Worst Thing That Can Happen Is Embarrassment But The Best Thing That Can Happen Is Nudity.

Raziel's Sixty Feet Tall?" "actually, He's Only Fifty-nine Feet Tall, But He Likes To Exaggerate," Said Magnus. Isabelle Clicked Her Tongue In Annoyance. "valentine Raised An Angel In His Cellar. I Don't See Why You Need All This Space - " "because Valentine Is Just Way More Awesome Than Me.

We're Not Dating," Alec Said Again. "oh?" Magnus Said. "so You're Just That Friendly With Everybody, Is That It?

How Had It Happened, Simon Thought, That He Was Bound To These People—to People Who Thought Of Him As Nothing More Than A Downworlder, Half Human At Best?

If Only Simon Were Here. He Could Probably Bore You To Sleep.

Magnus Called Me And Asked Me To Come And See You. He Tried To Reach You, But He Couldn’t. He Wants You To Put Him In Touch With The Praetor Lupus.” “put Him In Touch With…” Jordan Shook His Head. “you Can’t Just Call The Praetor. It’s Not Like 1-800-werewolf.

Will: "you Are Not Really Dying, Are You?" Jem: "so They Tell Me." Will: "i Am Sorry." Jem: "no. Don’t Be Ordinary Like That. Don’t Say You’re Sorry. Say You’ll Train With Me." Will: "i’ll Train With You.

(sebastian) "see, There You Go. You're Always Looking At Me Like That." "like What?" "like I Burn Down Animal Shelters For Fun And Light My Cigarettes With Orphans.

I Was Trying To Make You Jealous!" Simon Screamed, Right Back. His Hands Were Fisted At His Sides. "you're So Stupid, Clary. You're So Stupid, Can't You See Anything?" She Stared At Him In Bewilderment. What On Earth Did He Mean? "trying To Make Me Jealous? Why Would You Try To Do That?" She Saw Immediately That This Was The Worst Thing She Could Have Asked Him. "because," He Said, So Bitterly That It Shocked Her, "i've Been In Love With You For Ten Years, So I Thought It Seemed Like The Time To Find Out Whether You Felt The Same About Me. Which, I Guess You Don't.

For A Moment Clary Thought She Might Fall; She Felt As If Something Essential Had Been Torn Away From Her, An Arm Or A Leg, And She Stared At Jace In Blank Astonishment-- What Did He Feel, Did He Feel Nothing? She Didn't Think She Could Bear It If He Felt Nothing.

You Couldn't Change The Past. You Could Only Go Forward

There. She Had Thanked Sebastian. She Waited For A Bolt Of Lightning To Shoot Out Of The Clouds And Striker Her Dead. But Nothing Happened.

Love Didn't Make You Weak, It Made You Stronger.

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

I Would Rather Insult You Than Lose You, He Said, And Before Any Of Them Could Make A Move To Stop Him, He Cast Both Items Into The Fire.

I Shall Charm Him With Such Force That When I Am Done, He Will Be Left Lying Limply On The Ground, Trying To Remember His Own Name.

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-

Pulvis Et Umbra Sumus. It's A Line From Horace. 'we Are Dust And Shadows'. Appropriate, Don't You Think?" Will Said. "it's Not A Long Life, Killing Demons; One Tends To Die Young, And Then They Burn Your Body - Dust To Dust, In The Literal Sense. And Then We Vanish Into The Shadows Of History, Nary A Mark On The Page Of A Mundane Book To Remind The World That Once We Existed At All.

I Was Marked By A Very Cute Boy With Terrible Impulse Control. I Don't Remember Because I Was Basically Unconscious But Everyone Was Mad At Him When I Woke Up. The End, Love Clary.

Impulse Control

I Always Thought That Eventually There Would Be A Moment Where I Realized That I Had Practiced Enough And Now I Was Ready To Be A Professional Writer. Then I Befriended A Number Of Successful Professional Writers And Realized That None Of Them Ever Felt Ready. After That I Decided I Might As Well Stop Waiting To Feel Ready And Just Get Started.

Wait." Clary Was Suddenly Nervous. "the Melted Metal-it Could Be, Like, Toxic Or Something." Maia Snorted. "i'm From New Jersey. I Born In Toxic Sludge.

You Ate Something Yesterday.you Sure?"asked Simon Jace Shrugged."well,i Wouldnt Swear On A Stack Of Bibles.i Think It Was Yesterday,though.

Looking At Her, He Was In London Again. He Saw The Gaslight And Smelled The Smoke And Dirt And Horses, The Metallic Tang Of Fog, The Flowers In Kew Gardens. He Saw A Boy With Black Hair And Blue Eyes Like Alec's. A Girl With Long Brown Curls And A Serious Face. In A World Where Everything Went Away From Him Eventually, She Was One Of The Few Remaining Constants.

Most Human Subjugates Are Young,” Said Will. “vampires Like To Acquire Their Subjugates When They’re Youthful—prettier To Look At, And Less Chance Of Diseased Blood. And They’ll Live A Bit Longer, Though Not Much.” He Looked Pleased With Himself. “most Of The Rest Of The Enclave Wouldn’t Be Able To Pass Convincingly As A Handsome Young Human Subjugate—” “because The Rest Of Us All Are Hideous, Are We?” Jem Inquired, Looking Amused.

It's A Coffee Cup." She Could Hear The Irritation In Her Own Voice. "i Know It's A Coffee Cup." "i Can't Wait Till You Draw Something Really Complicated, Like The Brooklyn Bridge Or A Lobster. You'll Probably Send Me A Singing Telegram.

Brooklyn Bridge

He Found Himself Wanting To Write Poetry About How Her Blue Eyes Were Like Starlight And Her Hair Like Night, Because "night" And "starlight" Rhymed, But He Had A Feeling The Poem Wouldn't Turn Out That Well.

What Would Demons," She Said, "want With Our Microwave?

And Broken Both Your Hearts? How Would That Have Benefited Me? You Are As Dear To Me As Another Half Of My Soul, Jem. I Could Not Be Happy While You Were Unhappy. And Tessa—she Loves You. What Sort Of Awful Monster Would I Be, Delighting In Causing The Two People I Love The Most In The World Agony Simply That I Might Have The Satisfaction Of Knowing That If Tessa Could Not Be Mine, She Could Not Be Anybody’s?

I've Got A Stele We Can Use. Who Wants To Do Me?" "a Regrettable Choice Of Words," Muttered Magnus.

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.

Far Below Ran The Silver Ribbon Of The East River, Braceleted By Shining Bridges, Flecked By Boats As Small As Flyspecks, Splitting The Shining Banks Of Light That Were Manhattan And Brooklyn On Either Side.

The Only One Who Gets To Canoodle In My Bedroom Is My Magnificent Self.

I Can Trust You, Jessie, But You're Clearly Not Well Enough To Go. Which Is Unfortunate, Since Aloysius Always Had A Weakness For A Pretty Face." "even More Reason Why I Should Go," Said Will.

You Asked Me Who I Belong To. I Belong To You.

Sebastian Morgenstern

Clary Stopped Dead In Her Tracks. "simon?" "oh, God," Said Jace, Sounding Resigned. "and Here I'd Actually Hoped I'd Got Hold Of Something Interesting." -clary And Jace Pg. 114

That's Another Thing," She Said. "you No Longer Need Other People In Your Life Once You Have Found Your True Love. No Wonder Magnus Feels He Cannot Open Up To You, When You Rely So Heavily Upon These Other People. When Love Is True, You Should Meet Each Other People. When Love Is True, You Should Meet Each Other's Every Desire, Every Need - A Re You Listening, Young A Lexander? For My Advice Is Precious, And Not Given Often.

To Draw Something Is To Try To Capture It Forever.

At The Time I Thought What I Had With You And Your Mother Was Better Than Nothing. But If You Can't Tell The Truth To The People You Care About The Most, Eventually You Stop Being Able To Tell The Truth To Yourself.

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.

Too Much Of Anything Could Destroy You, Simon Thought. Too Much Darkness Could Kill, But Too Much Light Could Blind.

In All Gabriel’s Life He Could Not Remember His Brother Giving Even The Prettiest Of Shadowhunter Girls A Second Glance. Yet He Looked At This Scarred Mundane Servant As If She Were The Sun Rising. It Was Inexplicable, But It Was Also Undeniable. He Could See The Horror On His Brother’s Face As Sophie’s Good Opinion Of Him Shattered Before His Eyes.

It Was A Bit Warm. Still. If One Could Look This Fabulous, One Had An Obligation To. One Should Wear Everything, Or One Should Wear Nothing At All.

Fine,” Kyle Said. “i’m A Werewolf. I’m Not Part Of A Pack, But I Do Have An Alliance. Have You Heard Of The Praetor Lupus?” “i’ve Heard Of Lupus,” Said Simon. “isn’t It A Kind Of Disease?

So It's True. You Can Walk In Sunlight. I Thought Perhaps It Might Have Worn Off." "if I Feel The Urge To Burst Into Flames, I'll Let You Know.

I Know You Worry About Me Needing You, But I Shouldn't Be With You Because I Need You. I Should Be With You Because I Love You.

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.

Something Inside Clary Cracked And Broke, And Words Came Pouring Out. 'what Do You Want Me To Tell You? The Truth? The Truth Is That I Love Simon Like I Should Love You, And I Wish He Was My Brother And You Weren't, But I Can't Do Anything About That And Neither Can You!

Reparations,” Said Jem Very Suddenly, Setting Down The Pen He Was Holding. Will Looked At Him In Puzzlement. “is This A Game? We Just Blurt Out Whatever Word Comes Next To Mind? In That Case Mine Is ‘genuphobia’. It Means An Unreasonable Fear Of Knees.” “what’s The Word For A Perfectly Reasonable Fear Of Annoying Idiots?” Inquired Jessamine.

Well, Then, Since You Say There Will Be Another Life For Me, Let Us Both Pray I Do Not Make As Colossal A Mess Of It As I Have This One.

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

You Think She Is Pretty?' Will Was Surprised; Jem Rarely Opined This Sort Of Thing. 'yes, And You Do Too.' 'i Hadn't Noticed, Really.' 'yes, You Have, And I've Noticed You Noticing.

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 -" She Put Her Hand Against His Chest, Just Over His Heart, And Felt Its Beat Against Her Palm, A Unique Time Signature That Was All Its Own. "i Only Wish You Would Not Speak Of Dying," She Said. "but Even For That, Yes, I Know How You Are With Your Words, And, Will- I Love All Of Them. Every Word You Say. The Silly Ones, The Mad Ones, The Beautiful Ones, And The Ones That Are Only For Me. I Love Them, And I Love You.

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

The Way He Looked At You. I Got It Then. He Loved You, And It Was Killing Him. He Won't Get Over You, Clary, He Can't.

Unrequited Love

You May Have The Worst Timing Since Napoleon Decided The Dead Of Winter Was The Right Moment To Invade Russia.

Not Your Parabatai Any Longer.

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.

He Wanted To Make Her Laugh. He Wanted To Sit And Listen To Her Talk About Books Until His Ears Fell Off. But All These Were Things He Could Not Want, Because They Were Things He Could Not Have, And Wanting What You Could Not Have Led To Misery And Madness.

To Lose An Arm Or A Leg Would Be Painful, But To Lose The Central Truth Of Your Life Felt—fatal.

Bitten? You Mean You're A-" "a Werewolf," Said The Girl. "like Everyone Else Here. Except You, And The Asshole. And The Asshole's Sister.

Not Magnus Himself, Who Was More Of A Cross Between A Panther And A Demented Elf.

Love Is A Contradiction.

I Care About You," Simon Said. "i Always Cared About You.

My Favorite Jacket Is An Emergency Item. Much Like Myself, It Is Both Snuggly And Fashionable.

Tell Me You Love Me. Tell Me You Love Me And Will Fight With Me.

Tell Me You Love Me

Will Remembered The Two Of Them, Running Through The Dark Streets Of London, Jumping From Rooftop To Rooftop, Seraph Blades Gleaming In Their Hands; Hours In The Training Room, Shoving Each Other Into Mud Puddles, Throwing Snowballs At Jessamine From Behind An Ice Fort In The Courtyard, Asleep Like Puppies On The Rug In Front Of The Fire.

The Light That Burned Twice As Bright Burned Half As Long.

Set Me As A Seal Upon Thine Heart, As A Seal Upon Thine Arm: For Love Is As Strong As Death' "ours Is Stronger Than That," Clary Whispered, Remembering How She Had Brought Him Back. And This Time, When His Eyes Darkened, She Reached Up And Drew Him Down To Her Mouth.

Aline: "he's Cute, For A Downworlder" Sebastian: "you'll Have To Forgive Her; She Has The Face Of An Angel And The Manners Of A Moloch Demon

By The Angel, It Just Crushed Sophocles," Noted Will. "has No One Respect For The Classics These Days?

She Jerked Hastily Back To Avoid Stepping On It, And Her Shoulder Bumped His--he Put A Hand Out To Steady Her, Just As She Turned To Apologize And Then She Was Somehow In The Circle Of His Arm And He Was Kissing Her.

I Love You, Clary," He Said Without Looking At Her. He Was Staring Out Into The Church, At The Row Of Lighted Candles, Their Fold Reflected In His Eyes. "more Than I Ever--" He Broke Off. "god. More Than I Probably Should. You Know That, Don't You?

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

I Can See Why You Like It Here," He Said,making A Sweeping Gesture That Encompassed Kyle's Collection Of Movie Posters And Science Fiction Books. "there's A Thin Layer Of Nerd All Over Everything." Said Jace. "thanks. I Appreciate That." Simon Gave Jace A Hard Look.

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

Trying To Read His Face. It Was Like A Book Written In A Foreign Language She'd Studied All Too Briefly.

I Have A Plan.” He Groaned. “i Was Afraid Of That.” “my Plans Are Not Terrible.” “isabelle’s Plans Are Terrible.” He Pointed A Finger At Her. “your Plans Are Suicidal. At Best.” She Sat Back, Her Arms Crossed Over Her Chest. “do You Want To Hear It Or Not? You Have To Keep It A Secret.” “i Would Pluck Out My Own Eyes With A Fork Before I Would Give Away Your Secrets,” Simon Said, Then Looked Anxious. “wait A Second. Do You Think That’s Likely To Be Required?

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