Endless Hope, Endless Disappointment.

Will Moved To Object, But It Was Too Late; Henry Had Already Pressed The Button. There Was A Blinding Flare Of Light And A Whooshing Sound, And The Room Was Plunged Into Blackness. Tessa Gave A Yelp Of Surprise, And Jem Laughed Softly. "am I Blind?" Will's Voice Floated Out Of The Darkness, Tinged With Annoyance. "i'm Not Going To Be At All Pleased If You've Blinded Me, Henry.

"what Are You Doing Here Anyway?" "'here' As In Your Bedroom Or 'here' As In The Great Spiritual Question Of Our Purpose Here On This Planet?"

This One Incident I Will Not Allow You To Shrug Off!" "i Wasn't Planning To," Jace Said. "i Can't Shrug Anything Off. My Shoulder's Dislocated." -hodge & Jace, Pg.296-

What You're Blaming Yourself For Is Being Who You Are. And That's No One's Fault And Nothing You Can Change.

The Clave Thinks The Wards Will Stand Forever Because They’ve Stood For A Thousand Years. But So Did Rome, Till The Barbarians Came. Everything Falls Someday