Books Are For Reading, Not For Turning

I Would Give You Everything Of Myself. I Would Give You More In Two Weeks Than Most Men Would Give You In A Lifetime.

He Was Still Stroking The Inside Of Her Wrist, His Touch Doing Odd Delicious Things To Her Skin And Nerves.

Will You Do Me The Honor Of Being My Wife?

I Would Have Given It Up--all Of It Up--to Be Married To You For A Day. A Day That Would Never Have Come. You Are A Reminder--a Reminder Of Everything I Am Losting. The Life I Will Not Have.

Anything?" She Laughed. "like What Kind Of Anything Did You Want?" "well, When I Was Five, I Wanted To Take A Bath In Spaghetti." -clary & Jace, Pg.310-