Not Your Parabatai Any Longer.

"yeah, Well, You Clearly Also Couldn't Be Bothered To Call Me And Tell Me You Were Shacking Up With Some Dyed-blond Wanna-be Goth You Probably Met At Pandemonium. After I Spent The Past Three Days Wondering If You Were Dead." "i Was Not Shacking Up," Clary Said, Glad Of The Darkness As The Blood Rushed To Her Face. "and My Hair Is Naturally Blond," Said Jace. "just For The Record."

Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was There Ever A More Beautiful Sound Than Your Name? To Speak It Aloud Makes My Heart Ring Like A Bell. Strange To Imagine That, Isn’t It—a Heart Ringing? But When You Touch Me, That Is What It Is Like, As If My Heart Is Ringing In My Chest And The Sound Shivers Down My Veins And Splinters My Bones With Joy.

Jocelyn Recognized Reading As A Sacred Pastime And Usually Wouldn't Interrupt Clary In The Middle Of A Book, Even To Yell At Her.

That's Why When Major Badasses Greet Each Other In Movies, They Don't Say Anything, They Just Nod. The Nod Means, 'i' Am A Badass, And I Recognize That You, Too, Are A Badass,' But They Don't Say Anything Because They're Wolverine And Magneto And It Would Mess Up Their Vibe To Explain.

A Sort Of Good-bye Without Saying Good-bye," He Said. "it Is A Reference To A Passage In The Bible. 'and Mizpah, For He Said, The Lord Watch Between Me And Thee When We Are Absent One From Another.