All Lightwoods Look The Same To Me—

I Can't Tell Them What To Do!" "why Not?" The Other Girl Demanded. "honestly, Clary, If You Don't Start Utilizing A Bit Of Your Natural Feminine Superiority, I Just Don't Know What I'll Do With You.

"simon,” Said A Voice At His Shoulder, And He Turned To See Izzy, Her Face A Pale Smudge Between Dark Hair And Dark Cloak, Looking At Him, Her Expression Half-angry, Half-sad. “i Guess This Is The Part Where We Say Good-bye?

It Wasn't Enough, Not Nearly Enough, But It Was All There Was.

Will: "you Are Not Really Dying, Are You?" Jem: "so They Tell Me." Will: "i Am Sorry." Jem: "no. Don’t Be Ordinary Like That. Don’t Say You’re Sorry. Say You’ll Train With Me." Will: "i’ll Train With You.

If I Might Ask--," She Began. Will Sighed. "you Know You'll Ask Whether I Say It's All Right Or Not.