The Light That Burned Twice

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.

I’m Really Grateful To You For Saving Us, Maia, And Jace Is Too, Even Though He’s So Stubborn That He’d Rather Jam A Seraph Blade Through His Eyeball Than Say So. And Don’t You Say You Hope He Does,” She Added Hastily, Seeing The Look On The Other Girl’s Face, “because That’s Really Not Helpful.

I Can't - I'll Chop Off My Own Foot!" "if You're Going To Chop Off Anyone's Foot, Chop Off Benedict's," Will Muttered.

You Kindled Me, Heap Of Ashes That I Am, Into Fire. He Had Wondered Once Why Love Was Always Phrased In Terms Of Burning. The Conflagration In His Own Veins, Now, Gave The Answer.

Jem, Cecily Thought, With A Pang In Her Heart. Her Brother Had Always Looked To Him As A Kind Of North Star, A Compass That Would Ever Point Him Toward The Right Decision. She Had Never Quite Thought Of Her Brother As Lucky Before, And Certainly Would Not Have Expected To Do So Today, And Yet-and Yet In A Way He Had Been. To Always Have Someone To Turn To Like That, And Not To Worry Constantly That One Was Looking To The Wrong Stars.