For Five Years It Had

It Doesn't Hurt." "but My Eyes Do," Said A Coolly Amused Voice From The Doorway. Jace. He Had Come In So Quietly That Even Simon Hadn't Heard Him; Closing The Door Behind Him, He Grinned As Isabelle Pulled Simon's Shirt Down. "molesting The Vampire While He's Too Weak To Fight Back, Iz?" He Asked. "i'm Pretty Sure That Violates At Least One Of The Accords." "i'm Just Showing Him Where He Got Stabbed," Isabelle Protested, But She Scooted Back To Her Chair With A Certain Amount Of Haste.

It's Love, Not The Battle Of Thermopylae. You Don't Have To Treat Everything Like It's A Last Stand.

You Look Lousy,"simon Said. Jace Blinked."seems An Odd Time To Start An Insult Contest,but If You Insist,i Could Probably Think Up Something Good

Life Was An Uncertain Thing, And There Were Some Moments One Wished To Remember, To Imprint Upon One's Mind That The Memory Might Be Taken Out Later, Like A Flower Pressed Between The Pages Of A Book, And Admired And Recollected Anew. - Sophie And Gideon Lightwood

Do You Normally Turn Up In Gentlemen's Bedrooms In The Middle Of The Night? If I'd Known That, I Would Have Campaigned Harder To Make Sure Charlotte Let You Stay.