Also, I'm Sleeping With Your Mom. Just

Since I've Met You, Everything I've Done Has Been In Part Because Of You. I Can't Untie Myself From You, Clary- Not My Heart Or My Blood Or My Mind Or Any Other Part Of Me. And I Don't Want To." ~jace Wayland

Oh, Do You Have A Tale Of Two Cities?" "that Silly Thing? Men Going Around Getting Their Heads Chopped Off For Love? Ridiculus." Will Unpeeled Himself From The Door And Made His Way Toward Tessa Where She Stood By The Bookshelves. He Gestured Expansively At The Vast Number Of Volumes All Around Him. "no, Here You'll Find All Sorts Of Advice About How To Chop Off Someone Else's Head If You Need To; Much More Useful.

Simon I've Been Trying To Call You, But It Seems Like Your Phone Is Turned Off. I Don't Know Where You Are Right Now. I Don't Know If Clary's Already Told You What Happened Tonight. But I Have To Go To Magnus's And I'd Really Like You To Be There. I'm Scared For My Brother. I Never Ask You For Anything, Simon, But I'm Asking You Now. Please Come. Isabelle. Simon Let The Letter Fall From His Hand. He Was Out Of The Apartment And On His Way Down The Steps Before It Had Even Hit The Floor.

If I Might Make A Suggestion,” Said Will. “about Twenty Paces Behind Us, In The Council Room, Is Benedict. If You’d Like To Go Back In There And Try Kicking Him, I Recommend Aiming Upward And A Bit To The Left—

Come Back To Me, Tessa. Henry Said That Perhaps, Since You Had Touched The Soul Of An Angel, That You Dream Of Heaven Now, Of Fields Of Angels And Flowers Of Fire. Perhaps You Are Happy In Those Dreams. But I Ask This Out Of Pure Selfishness. Come Back To Me. For I Cannot Bear To Lose All My Heart.