Love Makes You A Liar.

Well, I Don't Want You To Die," Tessa Said. "i Don't Know Why I Feel It So Strongly -- I've Just Met You -- But I Don't Want You To Die." "and I Trust You," He Said. "i Don't Know Why -- I've Just Met You -- But I Do.

I Tell Myself He's Better Than He Makes Himself Out To Be, But, Tessa, What If He Isn't?

Too Much Of Anything Could Destroy You, Simon Thought. Too Much Darkness Could Kill, But Too Much Light Could Blind.

He Banged On The Side Of The Carriage. "thomas! We Must Away At Once To The Nearest Brothel. I Seek Scandal And Low Companionship.

You Don't Get It, Clary. You Don't Understand What It's Like To Live Always At War, To Grow Up With Battle And Sacrifice. I Guess It's Not Your Fault. It's Just How You Were Brought Up-