Everyone Has Something They Can't Live Without.

I Fear I Must Agree," Magnus Murmured. He Pressed A Hand Over His Heart And His New Peacock-blue Waistcoast. "i Strive To Find Some Respect In My Heart For You, But Alas! It Seems An Impossible Quest.

I'm Not So Sure About This Wind And Howling Darkness Business," Jace Went On, "smells More Like Landfill To Me. You Sure You're Not From Staten Island?

Poor You, You Have Two Cute Girls Vying For Your Love. Your Life Is Hard.

It Was Only Recently That Isabelle Had Realized Other Girls Weren’t Just For Envying, Avoiding, Or Disliking.

And What Colour Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?' 'mauve,' Said Will.