People Who Know And Love

Did You Ever Think That In A Past Life Alec Was An Old Woman With Ninety Cats Who Was Always Yelling At The Neighborhood Kids To Get Off Her Lawn? Because I Do.

I Always Thought Love Made You Stupid. Made You Weak. A Bad Shadowhunter. 'to Love Is To Destroy.'i Believed That[...]i Used To Think Being A Good Warrior Meant Not Caring,[...] And Then I Met You. You Were A Mundane. Weak. Not A Fighter. Never Trained[...] Love Didn't Make You Weak, It Made You Stronger Than Anyone I'd Ever Met. And I Realized I Was The One Who Was Weak.

I Love Round Tables. They Suit Me So Much Better Than A Square.

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.

Jace Likes To Pretend That Everyone Isn’t Talking About Him, Even When He Knows They Are.