All Knowledge Hurts.

It's My Motto," Said Isabelle, With A Sultry Smile. 'nothing Less Than Seven Inches.' Meliorn Gazed At Her Stonily. 'i'm Talking About My Heels,' She Said. " It's A Pun. You Know? A Play On-" "come," The Faerie Knight Said. "the Queen Will Be Growing Impatient." He Headed Down The Corridor Without Giving Isabelle A Second Glance. "i Forgot," Isabelle Muttered As The Rest Of Them Caught Up To Her. " Faeries Have No Sense Of Humor." "oh, I Wouldn't Say That," Said Jace. "there's A Pixie Night Club Called Hot Wings. Not," He Added," That I Have Ever Been There.

Do People Ever Climb The Demon Towers? Like, For Any Reason?" Aline Looked Up. "climb The Demon Towers?" She Laughed. "no, No One Ever Does That. It's Totally Illegal, For One Thing, And Besides, Why Would You Want To?" Aline, Isabelle Thought, Did Not Have Much Imagination. She Herself Could Think Of Lots Of Reasons Why Someone Might Want To Climb The Demon Towers, If Only To Spit Gum Down On Passerbys Below.

I Get A Lot Of Inspiration From Research In Mythology And Folklore, I Find That Stories People Told Each Other Thousands Of Years Ago Are Still Relevant Now.

And You Should Not Be Out And About In Your Nightgown. There Are Lightwoods Wandering These Halls.

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.