Clary's Mother Apparently Reguarded Him As About

But Magnus, He Thought. You Never Told Me. Never Warned Me It Would Be Like This, That I Would Wake Up One Day And Realize That I Was Going Somewhere You Couldn't Follow. That We Are Essentially Not The Same. There's No "till Death Do Us Apart" For Those Who Never Die.

Alec Keeps Sending Me Annoying Photos. Lots Of Captions Like Wish You Were Here, Except Not Really.

No," Said Simon. "i Know We're Not Much Compared To You, But We Don't Kill Our Friends. We Try To Save Them. If Heaven Didn't Want It That Way, We Ought To Have Been Given The Ability To Love." He Shoved His Hair Back, Baring The Mark More Fully. "no, You Don't Need To Help Me. But If You Don't, There's Nothing Stopping Me From Calling You Up Again And Again, Now That I Know You Can't Kill Me. Think Of It As Me Leaning On You Heavenly Doorbell... Forever.

And I Don’t See How Sebastian Can Be All That Fond Of Jace, Either. He Was Horribly Jealous Of Him All His Life. He Thought Jace Was Valentine’s Favorite,” Added Clary. “not To Mention,” Magnus Noted, “that Jace Killed Him. That Would Put Anyone Off.

If You’re Being Punished,” Clary Said, “then So Am I. Because All Those Things You Felt, I Felt Them Too, But We Can’t—we Have To Stop Feeling This Way, Because It’s Our Only Chance.” Jace’s Hands Were Tight At His Sides. “our Only Chance For What?” “to Be Together At All. Because Otherwise We Can’t Ever Be Around Each Other, Not Even Just In The Same Room, And I Can’t Stand That. I’d Rather Have You In My Life Even As A Brother Than Not At All