Glory?....glory Belongs To God Alone.

The Only Time People Turned To Watch Her Go By Was When She Hurtled Past Them As She Fell.

What About Isabelle?" Simon Asked. "where Is She?" The Humor, Such As It Was, Left Jace's Expression. "she Won't Come Out Of Her Room," He Said. "she Thinks That What Happened To Max Was Her Fault. She Won't Even Come To The Funeral." "have You Tried Talking To Her?" "no," Jace Said, "we've Been Punching Her Repeatedly In The Face Instead. Why, Do You Think That Won't Work?" "just Thought I'd Ask." Simon's Tone Was Mild.

He Grinned. “i Was Trying To Remember All The Deadly Sins The Other Day,” He Said. “greed,envy, Gluttony, Irony, Pedantry…” “i’m Pretty Sure Irony Isn’t A Deadly Sin.” “i’m Pretty Sure It Is.” “lust,” She Said. “lust Is A Deadly Sin.” “and Spanking.” “i Think That Falls Under Lust.” “i Think It Should Have Its Own Category,” Said Jace. “greed, Envy, Gluttony, Irony, Pedantry, Lust, And Spanking.

But They Love Each Other. Isn't That What Love Means? That You're Supposed To Be There For The Other Person To Turn To, No Matter What?

I Believe In Good And Evil," Said Jem. "and I Believe The Soul Is Eternal. But I Don't Believe In The Fiery Pit, The Pitchforks, Or Endless Torment. I Do Not Believe You Can Threaten People Into Goodness." Tessa Looked At Will. "what About You? What Do You Believe? "pulvis Et Umbra Sumus," Said Will, Not Looking At Her As He Spoke. "i Believe We Are Dust And Shadows. What Else Is There?