Cleverness That Comes Too Late Is Hardly

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.

I Am Not A Certified Idiot—" "lack Of Certification Hardly Proves Intelligence," Will Muttered.

I Kick Kittens. I Made Rude Gestures At Nuns.

How Can You Tell? That I Like Books, I Mean. The Look On Your Face When You Walked In, Somehow I Doubted You Were That Impressed By Me.

Simon Stepped Between Them. “i’m Not Going To Let You Fight With Each Other.” “and What Are You Going To Do About It If . . . Oh.” Jace's Gaze Trailed Up To Simon’s Forehead, And He Grinned Reluctantly. “ So Basically You’re Threatening To Turn Me Into Something You Can Sprinkle On Popcorn If I Don’t Do What You Say?