You Understand My Music.

She Hated That Will Had This Effect On Her. Hated It. She Knew Better. She Knew What He Thought Of Her. That She Was Worth Nothing. And Still A Look From Him Could Make Her Tremble With Mingled Hatred And Longing. It Was Like Poison In Her Blood, To Which Jem Was The Only Antidote.

Only Mundanes Say They're Sorry When What They Mean Is "i Share Your Grief,"' Jace Observed.

Simon-"from Now On I Will Only Adress People By Nodding At Them." Clary-"that's Stupid Why Would You Do That?" Simon-"because It Says That 'i Am A Badass, And I Recognive That You Too, Are A Badass

She Seemed Like A Creature Made To Attract Everyone And Express Nothing Real, Though It Would Take A Master Observer, Like Magnus, To Know It.

Tessa Had Lain Down Beside Him And Slid Her Arm Beneath His Head, And Put Her Head On His Chest,listening To The Ever-weakening Beat Of His Heart. And In The Shadows They'd Whispered, Reminding Each Other Of The Stories Only They Knew. Of The Girl Who Had Hit Over The Head With A Water Jug The Boy Who Had Come To Rescue Her, And How He Had Fallen In Love With Her In That Instant. Of A Ballroom And A Balcony And The Moon Sailing Like A Ship Untethered Through The Sky. Of The Flutter Of The Wings Of The Clockwork Angel. Of Holy Water And Blood.