Interesting" He Said. "you Know, Simon Never

Inanimate Objects Are Harmless Indeed, Mr. Mortmain. But One Cannot Always Say The Same Of The Men Who Use Them.

Demon Pox, Oh, Demon Pox Just How Is It Acquired? One Must First Go To The Bad Part Of Town Until One Is Very Tired Demon Pox, Oh, Demon Pox I Had It All Along- No, Not The Pox, You Foolish Blocks I Meant This Very Song- For I Was Right, And You Were Wrong!

I Rather Wonder What I Am Doing Here. I Enjoy City Life, You Know. The Glittering Lights, The Constant Companionship, The Liquid Entertainment. The Lack Of Sudden Monkeys.

Dear Me," Said Will, And He Took Another Bite Of His Apple. "is It Because I'm Better-looking Than You?

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.