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He Was Staring Straight Ahead, Still Breathing Hard. “i Have Something I Want To Give You.” “i Gathered That.” At That He Jerked His Gaze Back To Hers And Almost Reluctantly Grinned. “not That.

There Were Some Feelings You Never Forgot.

Jem Leaned Closer Against The Chair, Staring Into The Fire. “better It Were My Hands,” He Said. Will Shook His Head. Exhaustion Was Muting The Edges Of Everything In The Room, Blurring The Flocked Wallpaper Into A Single Mass Of Dark Color. “no. Not Your Hands. You Need Your Hands For The Violin. What Do I Need Mine For?

Lightwoods,” Magnus Said. “they Always Have To Have The Last Word.

To Destroy The Enemy It Can Be Necessary To Understand Him.

Change Is No Loss, Will. Not Always.

If I Might Make A Suggestion,” Said Will. “about Twenty Paces Behind Us, In The Council Room, Is Benedict. If You’d Like To Go Back In There And Try Kicking Him, I Recommend Aiming Upward And A Bit To The Left—

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

But Maybe You Never Really Had Someone, She Thought Now. Maybe, No Matter How Much You Loved Them, They Could Slip Through Your Fingers Like Water, And There Was Nothing You Could Do About It.

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.

He's Got A Great Sense Of Humor For A Guy Who Never Says Anything.

Clary Wondered How Many Boyfriends She'd Turned Into Rats By Accident. -clary To Isabelle, Pg.245-

Whatever You Are Physically,' He Said, 'male Or Female, Strong Or Weak, Ill Or Healthy -- All Those Things Matter Less Than What Your Heart Contains. If You Have The Soul Of A Warrior, You Are A Warrior. Whatever The Color, The Shape, The Design Of The Shade That Conceals It, The Flame Inside The Lamp Remains The Same. You Are The Flame.

I Am Not The One Of Us Who Has No Heart.

Clockwork Prince

True Love Cannot Die,'" Will Said, Translating The Inscription On The Back In The Light From The Corridor. "i Can't Wear This, Magnus. It's Too Pretty For A Man." "so Are You. Go Home And Clean Yourself Up. I Will Call Upon You As Soon As I Have Information." He Looked At Will Keenly. "in The Meantime Do Your Best To Be Worthy Of My Assistance.

Mene Mene Tekel Upsharin,' Jace Said With A Faint Smile. 'you Don't Recognize It? It's From The Bible, Vampire. The Old One. That's Your Book, Isn't It?' Just Because I'm Jewish Doesn't Mean I've Memorized The Old Testament.' It's The Writing On The Wall. "god Hath Numbered Thy Kingdom, And Brought It To An End; Thou Art Weighed In The Balance And Found Wanting." It's A Portent Of Doom--it Means The End Of An Empire.

Do You Remember What I Told You That First Time At Taki's? About Faerie Food?" "i Remember You Said You Ran Down Madison Avenue Naked With Antlers On Your Head", Said Clary, Blinking Silver Drops Off Her Lashes.

You Swore To Stay With Me,” He Said. “when We Made Our Oath, As Parabatai. Our Souls Are Knit. We Are One Person, James.” “we Are Two People,” Said Jem. “two People With A Covenant Between Us.” Will Knew He Sounded Like A Child, But He Could Not Help It. “a Covenant That Says You Must Not Go Where I Cannot Come With You.” “until Death,” Jem Replied Gently. “those Are The Words Of The Oath. ‘until Aught But Death Part Thee And Me.’ Someday, Will, I Will Go Where None Can Follow Me, And I Think It Will Be Sooner Rather Than Later.

Sweet Pea?'" Alec Said. "i Was Just Trying It Out." Alec Shook His Head. "no." Magnus Shrugged. "i'll Keep At It.

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

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 Jessamine-jessamine Was Gazing At Her In Abject Horror, Like Someone Who Has Seen A Vision Of Their Own Ghost. For A Moment Tessa Felt A Stab Of Guilt. It Lasted Only A Moment, Though. Slowly Jessamine Lowered Her Hand From Her Mouth, Her Face Still Very Pale. "goodness, My Nose Is Enormous," She Exclaimed. "why Didn't Anyone Tell Me?

Samuel! Are You Alright?" A Vision Of Samuel Being Brained By The Falling Bars Rose Up Before Simon's Eyes. Samuel's Voice Rose To A Scream. "go Away!" Simon Looked Sideways At Jace. "i Think He Means It." Jace Shook His Blond Head In Exasperation. "you Had To Make A Crazy Jail Friend, Didn't You? You Couldn't Just Count Ceiling Tiles Or Tame A Pet Mouse Like Normal Prisoners Do?

I Don’t Want To Be Nephilim,” Said Jace. “i Want To Be Something Else. Stronger, Faster, Better Than Human. But Different. Not Subservient To The Laws Of An Angel Who Couldn’t Care Less About Us. Free.” He Ran His Hand Through A Curl Of Her Hair. “i’m Happy Now, Clary. Doesn’t That Make A Difference?

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.

Whoever Loves You Now—and You Must Also Love Yourself—will Love The Truth Of You.

No," Said Simon. "i Know We're Not Much Compared To You, But We Don't Kill Our Friends. We Try To Save Them. If Heaven Didn't Want It That Way, We Ought To Have Been Given The Ability To Love." He Shoved His Hair Back, Baring The Mark More Fully. "no, You Don't Need To Help Me. But If You Don't, There's Nothing Stopping Me From Calling You Up Again And Again, Now That I Know You Can't Kill Me. Think Of It As Me Leaning On You Heavenly Doorbell... Forever.

I Tell Myself He's Better Than He Makes Himself Out To Be, But, Tessa, What If He Isn't?

Glory?....glory Belongs To God Alone.

"a Date," Jace Repeated. "often A 'boring Thing You Have To Memorize In History Class," But In This Case,' 'an Offer Of A N Evening Of Blisteringly White-hot Romance With Yours Truly.'"

Tell You What.' Alec Reached For A Second Seraph Blade. 'we Live Through This, And I Promise I'll Introduce You To My Whole Family.' Magnus Raised His Hands, His Fingers Shining With Individual Azure Flames. They Lit His Grin With A Fiery Blue Glow. 'it's A Deal.

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

My Hair Is Naturally Blonde... Just For The Record. ~ Jace

Your Friend's Poetry Is Terrible," He Said. Clary Blinked, Caught Momentarily Off Guard. "what?" "i Said His Poetry Was Terrible. It Sounds Like He Ate A Dictionary And Started Vomiting Up Words At Random.

Love Potions? For Will Herondale? T’aint My Way To Turn Down Payment, But Any Man Who Looks Like You Has Got No Need Of Love Potions, And That’s A Fact.

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.

If You're Texting Magnus To Say 'i Think U R Kewl' I'm Going To Kill You

You Said You Were Going For A Walk!? What Kind Of Walk Takes Six Hours?" "a Long One?

She Hated That Will Had This Effect On Her. Hated It. She Knew Better. She Knew What He Thought Of Her. That She Was Worth Nothing. And Still A Look From Him Could Make Her Tremble With Mingled Hatred And Longing. It Was Like Poison In Her Blood, To Which Jem Was The Only Antidote.

Your Angel Cannot Protect You Against That Which Neither God Nor The Devil Had Made

I Thought Of Love As A Game. It Is Not A Game. It Is More Serious Than Death.

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.

Clary Didn't Ask What That Was. She Was Busy Trying Not To Fall Over. The Ground Was Heaving Up And Down Under Her Feet. "jace," She Said, And Crumpled Into Him. He Caught Her As If He Were Used To Catching Fainting Girls, As If He Did It Every Day. Maybe He Did.

It Is Always Better To Live The Truth Than To Live A Lie. And That Lie Would Have Kept Him Alone Forever. He May Have Had Nearly Nothing For 5 Years, But Now He Can Have Everything. A Boy Who Looks Like That... Magnus.

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.

Cucumber And Bergamot," Clary Said. "is There Anything Else You Hate That I Ought To Know About?" Jace Looked At Dorothea Over The Rim Of His Teacup. "liars," He Said.

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...

And I Don’t See How Sebastian Can Be All That Fond Of Jace, Either. He Was Horribly Jealous Of Him All His Life. He Thought Jace Was Valentine’s Favorite,” Added Clary. “not To Mention,” Magnus Noted, “that Jace Killed Him. That Would Put Anyone Off.

You Have A Dark Heart In You, Valentine’s Daughter,” He Said. “you Just Won’t Admit It. And If You Want Jace, You Had Better Accept It. Because He Belongs To Me Now.

Jem Cried Out With All His Remaining Strength. You Cannot Go Where I Am Going! Nor Would I Want That For You!

Isabelle And Sebastian? Hardly. Sebastian’s A Nice Guy – Isabelle Only Likes Dating Thoroughly Inappropriate Boys Our Parents Will Hate. Mundanes, Downworlders, Petty Crooks…” “thanks,” Simon Said. “i’m Glad To Be Classed With The Criminal Element.

She Was Afraid You'd Freak Out? Start Seeing Demons In The White House?

Stop. I Don't Do You Favors, Alec. I Do Things For You Because - Well, Why Do You Think I Do Them?" Something Rose Up In Alec's Throat, Cutting Off His Response. It Was Always Like This When He Was With Magnus. It Was As If There Were A Bubble Of Pain Or Regret That Lived Inside His Heart, And When He Wanted To Say Something, Anything, That Seemed Meaningful Or True, It Rose Up And Choked Off His Words. "i Need To Get Back To The Ship," He Said, Finally.

You Love Each Other – Anyone Can See That, Looking At You – That Kind Of Love That Can Burn Down The World Or Raise It Up In Glory.

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.

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.

Magic Or Nature, They Were Much The Same Thing To Magnus.

Something In Him Was Broken, And Through That Break Spilled A Blind Cruelty, A Need To Hurt And To Push Away

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.

I Can't Get Enough Adventure," Magnus Said Lightly. "and Adventure Cannot Get Enough Of Me.

The Brother's Hood Fell Back, And His Silvery Hair Shone Out In The Dim Chamber Like Starlight. All The Air Rushed Out Of Tessa's Lungs In A Single Instant. The Silent Brother Was Jem.

I Was Looking For The Opposite, Really -something That Might Put An End To Being In Love

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.

She Seemed Like A Creature Made To Attract Everyone And Express Nothing Real, Though It Would Take A Master Observer, Like Magnus, To Know It.

I'll Need You To Get A Leash For My Monkey, Claude, And Also A Hat." "of Course, Monsieur" "do You Think He Needs A Little Coat As Well?" "perhaps Not In This Weather, Monsieur." "you Are Right," Magnus Said With A Sight. "make It A Simple Dressing Gown, Just Like Mine." "which One, Monsieur?" "the One In Rose And Silver." "excellent Choice, Monsieur.

His Eyes Shone When He Looked At Her, Green As Spring Grass. He Has Always Had Green Eyes, Said The Voice In Her Head. People Often Marvel At How Much Alike You Are, He And Your Mother And Yourself. His Name Is Jonathan And He Is Your Brother; He Has Always Protected You. Somewhere In The Back Of Clary’s Mind She Saw Black Eyes And Whip Marks, But She Didn’t Know Why. He’s Your Brother. He’s Your Brother, And He’s Always Taken Care Of You.

I Learned To Play The Instruments Of War," He Said, "and Paint In Blood.

Consider It A Race To See Who Kills You First, Daylighter-valentine, The Other Downworlders, Or The Clave.

There Is An Imbalance Of Power. It Is An Imbalance That Is Easy To Exploit, But It Is Not A Wise Course. Where There Is Love, There Is Often Also Hate. They Can Exist Side By Side." - Jace

And I Remind You Of Your Mother Now? I Have Got To Look Into A Manlier Cologne.

You Told Us To Leave You In The Desert, Because You Planned To Start A New Life As Cactus," Catarina Said, Her Voice Flat. "then You Conjured Up Tiny Needles And Threw Them At Us. With Pinpoint Accuracy.

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.

One Can Give Up Many Things For Love, But One Should Not Give Up Oneself.

He Is Bound To You,” Said The Queen. “but Does He Love You?

The Moment The Door Closed Behind Him, Tessa Was In Will's Arms, Her Hands Locked About His Neck. "oh, By The Angel," She Said. "that Was Mortifying." Will Slid His Hands Into Her Hair And Was Kissing Her, Kissing Her Eyelids And Her Cheeks And Then Her Mouth, Quickly But With Fervor And Concentration, As If Nothing Could Be More Important. "listen To You," He Said. "you Said 'by The Angel.' Like A Shadowhunter." He Kissed The Side Of Her Mouth. "i Love You. God, I Love You. I Waited So Long To Say It.

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.

I’m Not Unsympathetic. But Do You Like Me? Because This Being Gay Business Doesn’t Mean You Can Just Throw Yourself At Any Guy And It’ll Be Fine Because He’s Not A Girl. There Are Still People You Like And People You Don’t.

I'm Not Ritualistic About Writing. I Try To Write As Often As Possible, Which Means That I Have To Be Able To Write In All Kinds Of Situations, Whether It's At Home On My Couch, Out At A Cafe, Or Traveling.

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.

I Hate That Stuff. It Tastes Like Feet." At That He Smiled. "how Would You Know What Feet Taste Like?" "i Just Know.

She Felt Dirty All Over And Looking Over Sebastian, Sweat On His Brow And His Naked Torso Barely Covered By The Sheets, She Had To Swallow Back Bile At What She'd Just Done.

Gold To Airy Thinness Beat.

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.

It Was Books That Made Me Feel That Perhaps I Was Not Completely Alone. They Could Be Honest With Me, And I With Them.

Love At First Sight

His Eyes Went Soft And Silver As She Spoke. “zhe Shi Jie Shang, Wo Shi Zui Ai Ne De,” He Whispered. She Understood It. In All The World, You Are What I Love The Most.

The Chairman Likes You.” “is That Good?” “i Never Date Anyone My Cat Doesn’t Like,” Magnus Said Easily, And Stood Up.

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

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

You Left Me. You Made A Pet Out Of Me, And Then You Left Me. If Love Were Food, I Would Have Starved On The Bones You Gave Me.

Flirting? We Were Merely Indulging In A Little Risqué Conversation," Magnus Said, Offended. "when I Begin To Flirt, I Assure You The Entire Room Will Know. My Flirtations Cause Sensations.

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

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

I Have Heard Sometimes That Men Who Lose An Arm Of A Leg Still Feel That Pain In Those Limbs, Though They Are Gone,' Said Will. 'it Is Like That Sometimes. I Can Feel Jem With Me, Though He Is Gone, And It Is Like I Am Missing A Part Of Myself.

It Was Only Recently That Isabelle Had Realized Other Girls Weren’t Just For Envying, Avoiding, Or Disliking.

Let Me Say To You What I Said Once, In An Entirely Different Context To Catherine The Great," Magnus Declared. "my Dear Lady, You Cannot Afford Me,and Also, Please Leave That Horse Alone. Good Night.

We Are Chained To This Life By A Chain Of Gold, And We Dare Not Sever It For Fear Of What Lies Beyond The Drop.

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!

This Is Bad," Said Jace. "you Said That Before." "it Seemed Worth Repeating.

Jace Knew He Was Being Cruel, And He Barely Cared. Hurting People He Loved Was Almost As Good As Hurting Himself When He Was In This Kind Of Mood.

If I Was Harsh With You, It Was Because I Cannot Bear To See You Treat Yourself As If You Are Worth Nothing. Whatever Part You Might Act To The Contrary, I See You As You Really Are, My Blood Brother. Not Just Better Than You Pretend To Be, But Better Than Most People Could Hope To Be.

I Didn't Get This Dressed Up To Watch You Mess Around In The Gutter With A Bunch Of Motorcycles." "they Are Pretty To Look At," Said Jace. "you Have To Admit That." "so Am I," Said Isabelle.

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

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. Helplessly He Pulled Her Against Him. For A Moment She Clung To Him Tightly, Warm And Alive In His Arms. Her Hair Brushed His Cheek. The Color Had Come Back Into The World; He Could Breathe Again, And For That Moment He Breathed Her In - She Smelled Of Salt, Blood, Tears, And Tessa.

The Melody Rolled Over Her, As Cool And Sweet As Water, As Hopeful And Lovely As Sunrise.

Shadowhunters Were Brought Up To Handle Anything, Weren't They?

He Began It,” Cecily Said, Jerking Her Chin At Will, Though She Knew It Was Pointless. Jem, Will’s Parabatai, Treated Her With The Distant Sweet Kindness Reserved For The Little Sisters Of One’s Friends, But He Would Always Side With Will. Kindly, But Firmly, He Put Will Above Everything Else In The World. Well, Nearly Everything.

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.

Staring At Him The Way She Might Stare At A Beloved Place She Was Not Sure She Would Ever See Again, Trying To Commit The Details To Memory, To Paint Them On The Backs Of Her Eyelids That She Might See It When She Shut Her Eyes To Sleep.

Downworld?" Tessa Echoed, Puzzled. "is That A Place In London?" "never Mind That," Said Will. "i'm Boasting Of My Investigative Skills, And I Would Prefer To Do It Without Interruption.

I Get A Lot Of Inspiration From Research In Mythology And Folklore, I Find That Stories People Told Each Other Thousands Of Years Ago Are Still Relevant Now.

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.

This One Incident I Will Not Allow You To Shrug Off!" "i Wasn't Planning To," Jace Said. "i Can't Shrug Anything Off. My Shoulder's Dislocated." -hodge & Jace, Pg.296-

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

They Had Met At A Club Fifteen Years Before, Etta And Magnus. He Had Convinced Her To Dance With Him, And She Said She Had Been In Love By The End Of The Song. He Told Her He Had Been In Love Before The Beginning.

When Somebody Tells You There's Something Wrong With Your Book They're Almost Always Right, When They Tell You How To Fix It They're Almost Always Wrong.

In Will's Experience, When Someone Who Ought To Be Afraid Wasn't, The Reason Was Rarely Bravery. Usually It Meant That They Knew Something You Didn't.

Will Looked Up In Apparent Relief When Charlotte And Tessa Came In. "will," Charlotte Said, "you Remember Miss Gray?" "my Recollection Of Her," Said Will, "is Most Vivid Indeed.

Break A Leg Up There, And I'll Be Down Here Hopefully Breaking Someone Elses.

Breaking Someone

Are You Going To Wolf Out And Eat Me Now?" "certainly Not, You'd Be Stringy And Hard To Digest." "but Kosher." "i'll Be Sure To Point Any Jewish Lycanthropes In Your Direction.

I See You're Determined To Miss My Point." "if You're Point Is That There Was A Pretty Girl In The Room And It Was Distracting You, Then I Think I've Taken Your Point Handily." "you Think She's Pretty?" Will Was Surprised; Jem Rarely Opinioned This Sort Of Thing. "yes, And You Do Too." "i Hadn't Noticed, Really." "yes, You Have, And I've Noticed You Noticing.

I Don't Think She Doesn't Believe She Can Die. I Think, Just Like You Always Did, She Believes There Are Things Worth Dying For.

She Had Imagined Jace Leaping From The Bed In Astonishment And Gasping Something Like "egad!" This Didn't Happen-largely, She Suspected, Because Jace Had Seen Much Stranger Things In His Life, And Also Because Nobody Used The Word "egad!" Anymore. His Eyes Widened, Though.

It Was Eric's Voice Not Simon's, On The Recorded Message. “ladies, Ladies ” He Said. Though It Was The Millionth Time She’d Heard The Recording, Clary Couldn't Help Rolling Her Eyes. “if You've Reached This Message That Means Our Boy Simon Is Out Partying. But Please Don’t Fight Among Yourselves. There’s Always Enough Simon To Go Around.” There Was A Muffled Yell, Some Laughter, And Then The Long Sound Of The Beep.

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.

What Is One Person's Pleasure Is Another's Poison.

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

For Our Purposes You Can Consider It A Small Country Between Germany And France." "but There Isn't Anything Between Germany And France. Except Switzerland." "precisely," Said Jace.

I Told You To Bring Me To Alec! Backstabbing Judas.

We Live And Breathe Words.

You Cannot Save Every Fallen Bird," Said Woolsey. "one Will Do," Said Magnus.

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-

A Rune, Hovering Like An Angel: A Shape Like Two Wings Joined By A Single Bar.

Well, I'd Certainly Hate To Interrupt Your Pleasant Night Stroll With My Sudden Death." He Blinked. "there Is A Fine Line Between Sarcasm And Outright Hostility, And You Seem To Have Crossed It. What's Up?

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

Henry's Breath Hissed Out Through His Teeth. That Ba-bad Man, He Finished, With A Quick Glance At Cecily, Who Rolled Her Eyes.

And When I Saw Him[my Father] Lying Dead In A Pool Of His Own Blood, I Knew Then That I Hadn't Stopped Believing In God. I'd Just Stopped Believing God Cared. There Might Be A God, Clary, And There Might Be Not. Either Way, We're On Our Own.

Pretty Soon The Only People Left Without A Girlfriend Will Be Me And Wendell The School Janitor, And He Smells Like Windex." "at Least You Know He's Still Available.

Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It." "of Course They Don't. They Know What Happens When One Of Us Consumes Vampire Blood. They Probably Expect You To Have More Sense." "that Expectation Never Seems To Serve Them Very Well, Does It?

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.

He Grinned. It Was A Wicked Grin, The Kind That Made The Blood In Clary's Veins Run A Little Faster. "you Want To Go On A Date?" Caught Off Guard, She Stammered. "a Wh-what?" "a Date," Jace Repeated. "often 'a Boring Thing You Have To Memorize In History Class,' But In This Case, 'an Offering Of An Evening Of Blisteringly White-hot Romance With Yours Truly." "really?" Clary Was Not Sure What To Make Of This. "blisteringly White-hot?" "it's Me," Said Jace. "watching Me Play Scrabble Is Enough To Make Most Women Swoon. Imagine If I Actually Put In Some Effort.

Jordan Doesn't Really Care About The Blood," Simon Said Now. "his Whole Thing Is About Me Being Comfortable With What I Am. Get In Touch With Your Inner Vampire, Blah, Blah." Clary Slid In Next To Him Onto The Bed And Hugged A Pillow. "is Your Inner Vampire Different From Your...outer Vampire?" "definitely. He Wants Me To Wear Midriff-baring Shirts And A Fedora. I'm Fighting It." Clary Smiled Faintly. "so Your Inner Vampire Is Magnus?

He Has Fought Many Battles With Us" (jace) By Which You Mean One Battle" Muttered Simon. "two If You Count The One I Was A Rat

Jem Knotted His Fingers In The Material Of Will's Sleeve. "you Are My Parabatai," He Said, "you Said Once I Could Ask Anything Of You.

Only The Very Weak-minded Refuse To Be Influenced By Literature And Poetry.

Jace Snorted So Loudly That She Turned On Him With A Frown. He Wiggled His Mud-caked Fingers At Her. His Nails Were Black Crescents. "filthy Inside And Out.

A Sarcastic Blond Genie With A Bad Attitude. -clary, Pg.243-

Tessa Touched His Wrist Lightly With Her Hand. "be Brave," She Said. "it's Not A Duck, Is It?

Love Takes Your Choices Away.

Will!" Charlotte Threw Up Her Hands. "why Didn't You Say So?" "you Know, The Books On Demon Pox Are In The Library," Will Said With An Injured Tone. "i Wasn't Preventing Anyone From Reading Them

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

Magnus's Eyes Went Back To Alec. They Were Gold-green, As Unreadable As The Eyes Of The Cat He Held On His Lap. "not My Favorite Topic, Smedley." "simon", Said Simon. "if I'm Going To Die For You All, The Least You Could Do Is Remember My Name.

Clary Grinned. "a Picnic? It's A Little Late For Central Park, Don't You Think? It's Full Of - " He Waved A Hand. "faeries. I Know." "i Was Going To Say Muggers," Said Clary. "though I Pity The Mugger Who Goes After You." "that Is A Wise Attitude, And I Commend You For It," Said Jace, Looking Gratified.

He Glanced Furtively Up And Down The Hallway. "hodge Too. Everyone Wants To Talk To Me. Except You, I Bet You Don't Want To Talk To Me," Said Jace. "no," Said Clary. "i Want To Eat. I'm Starving.

[...] "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 -

I Hope You Told Him You Were Bitten By A Gay Spider.

Wallowing Was For Elephants, Depressing People And Depressing Elephants

Magnus Looked At Her Meditatively. 'i Think,' He Said, 'there Isn't Much That Jace Wouldn't Do For You, If You Asked Him.' Clary Opened Her Mouth And Then Shut It Again. She Thought Of The Way Magnus Had Always Seemed To Know How Alec Felt About Jace, How Simon Felt About Her. Her Feelings For Jace Must Be Written On Her Face Even Now, And Magnus Was An Expert Reader. She Glanced Away.

The Most Terrible Things Men Do, They Do In The Name Of Love."— Madame Dorothea

What Are You?" "im A Shadowhunter.

She Took Out A Shiny Folded Pamphlet, The Kind They Kept Stacked In Clear Plastic Stands In Hospital Waiting Rooms. "how To Come Out To Your Parents," She Read Out Loud. "luke. Don't Be Ridiculous. Simon's Not Gay, He's A Vampire.

[jem] 'it Will Help You Sleep.' 'all I’ve Been Doing Is Sleeping!' [tessa] 'and Very Amusing It Is To Watch, Said Jem. 'did You Know You Twitch Your Nose When You Sleep, Like A Rabbit?' 'i Do Not,' She Said, With A Whispered Laugh. 'you Do,' He Said. 'fortunately, I Like Rabbits.

Aren't You, Uh..." Clary Searched For The Right Word. "reproducing?

Sometimes The Newly Marked Go Into Shock. The Good News Is, If This Happens To You, You Are Unlikely To Notice, Because You Will Be In Shock.

Your Trusting Idiocy Knows No Bounds

And Now I’m Looking At You,” He Said, “and You’re Asking Me If I Still Want You, As If I Could Stop Loving You. As If I Would Want To Give Up The Thing That Makes Me Stronger Than Anything Else Ever Has. I Never Dared Give Much Of Myself To Anyone Before – Bits Of Myself To The Lightwoods, To Isabelle And Alec, But It Took Years To Do It – But, Clary, Since The First Time I Saw You, I Have Belonged To You Completely. I Still Do. If You Want Me.

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.

Then, If You Love Him," He Said Quietly, "please, Tessa, Don't Tell Him What I Just Told You. Don't Tell Him That I Love You.

With Their Hands Clasped Like Children In A Fairy Tale, She Fell Asleep Beside Him In The Dark.

That Sounds Terrific, Thought Cary, Just You, Your Comatose Wife Your Shell-shocked Son, And Your Daughter Who Hates Your Guts. Not To Mention That Your Two Kids May Be In Love With Each Other. Yeah, That Sounds Like A Perfect Family Reunion.

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.

Whither Thou Goest, I Will Go; Where Thou Diest, Will I Die And There Will I Be Buried: The Angel Do So To Me, And More Also, If Aught But Death Part Thee And Me.

I've Always Been Told My Presence Brightened Up Any Room. One Might Think That Went Doubly For Dank Underground Cell." (jace)

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

Jem--jem Is All The Better Part Of Myself. I Would Not Expect You To Understand. I Owe Him This." "then What Am I?" Cecily Asked. Will Exhaled, Too Exasperated To Check Himself. "you Are My Weakness." "and Tessa Is Your Heart," She Said, Not Angrily, But Thoughtfully. "not A Fool, As I Told You," She Added At His Startled Expression. I Know That You Love Her.

Just Kissing? How Quickly You Dismiss Our Love.

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.

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)

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.

I Prefer The School Of Life.

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.

Clary: Now That I'm In Your Mind, Want To See Some Mental Pictures Of Jace? Simon: I Heard That And No... You've Seen Him Naked? Clary: Well Not Entirely But- Simon: Enough

My Darling, You Are Indisposed! You Must Remain Abed For The Next Eight Months. Little Buford - " "i Am Not Naming Our Child Buford.

Will: "nice Place To Live, Isn't It? Let's Hope They Left Something Behind Other Than Filth. Forwarding Addresses, A Few Severed Limbs, A Prostitute Or Two ..." Jem: "indeed. Perhaps, If We're Fortunate, We Can Still Catch Syphilis." "or Demon Pox," Will Suggested Cheerfully, Trying The Door Under The Stairs.

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.

Does She Still Love You?" "i Don't Think So," Magnus Said Dryly. "she Wasn't Very Pleasant The Last Time I Saw Her. Of Course, That Could Be Because I've Got An Eighteen Year-old Boyfriend With A Stamina Rune And She Doesn't." Alec Sputtered. "as The Person Being Objectified, I ... Object To That Description Of Me.

Excuse Me, Bane?" Said Roderick Morgenstern. "are You Attending?" "i'm So Sorry," Magnus Said Politely. "somebody Incredibly Attractive Just Came Into The Room, And I Ceased To Pay Attention To A Word You Were Saying.

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 Promise To Charm The Dickens Out Of Him,' Said Will, Sitting Up And Readjusting His Crushed Hat. '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.' 'the Man's Eighty-nine', Muttered Jem. 'he May Well Have The Problem Anyway.

Why Did He Kiss You?" She Said.

I Thought You Two Might Be Up Against It. Benedict Lightwood’s Parties Have A Reputation For Danger. When I Heard You Were Here—” “we’re Well Equipped To Handle Danger,” Tessa Said. Magnus Eyed Her Bosom Openly. “i Can See That,” He Said. "armed To The Teeth, As It Were.

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

Let Me Guess. Luke An Amatis Are At The Accords Hall, Having Another Meeting.” “yeah. I Think They’re Having The Meeting Where They Get Together And Decide What Other Meetings They Need To Have.

Do You Often Sleep Tied To The Bed?

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.

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.

But I Will Never Have A Bride.

I Know It's Wrong - God, It's All Kinds Of Wrong - But I Just Want To Lie Down With You And Wake Up With You, Just Once, Just Once Ever In My Life.

But Am I Clever And Right Or Clever And Wrong?

How She Still Thought Of Max Every Day And It Was Like Someone Had Emptied Her Lungs Of Air, And She Would Catch At Her Heart, Afraid She Was Dying.

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.

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