Don't Call Me 'gentleman'. I Work For

I'm About To Commence Four Years Of Obeying The Cause Of A Bruiser On A Horse. I Refuse To Put Down What Might Be The Last Book I See For Months.

Folk Caught Up In A Riot Aren't Our Cousins And Sisters, Our Brothers And Uncles. They Are Part Of A Big Animal With Many Arms And Claws, Armed With Stones And Sticks.

It's Always Better To Attack Than To Defend," Coram Had Told Her When They Talked About Fencing Late At Night. "always. Ye Don't Win With Defense--ye Only Hold The Other Feller Off, Or Wear Him Down. Attack And Have Done With It!

Wenna Followed Us Out. "you've Done Him Some Good, Clary, I Have To Say! He's Got Color In His Cheeks, And He's Stepping Along As If He Was Sixty Again," She Told Goodwin As She Walked Us To The Gate. "you'll Come Back?" "of Course," Goodwin Said. "but Thank Cooper For His Improved Spirits. Once He'd Insulted Her A Few Times, He Was In The Pink.

Thus Went My First Court Day. I Think I'm Going To Puke.