We Are Ever Capable Of Change And

Vampires, Fey Folk, Werewolves, Shadowhunters, And Demons - These Things Made Sense To Magnus. But The Mundane World - It Seemed To Have No Pattern, No Form. Their Quicksilver Politics. Their Short Lives.

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.

Jace, There Is No Wedding! Stop Isabelle! Sit On Her If You Have To. Just Stop Her From Doing Whatever She's Doing Or I Can Never Come Home. -alec

You Bled On The Speaking Stars ...i Bet There's A Law Somewhere About That.

You Ask A Lot Of Questions, Don't You?" "my Brother Always Says Curiosity Is My Besetting Sin.