Pain Is Only What You Allow It

When I First Arrived In London, I So Quickly Tired Of Being Surrounded By So Many People That It Was Only With Great Difficulty That I Refrained From Seizing The Next Unfortunate Who Crossed My Path And Committing Violent Acts Upon Their Person.

I Told You Before, Jem, That You Would Not Leave Me. And You Are Still With Me. When I Breathe, I Will Think Of You, For Without You I Would Have Been Dead Years Ago. When I Wake Up And When I Sleep, When I Lift Up My Hands To Defend Myself Or When I Lie Down To Die, You Will Be With Me. You Say We Are Born And Born Again. I Say There Is A River That Divides The Dead And The Living. What I Do Know Is That If We Are Born Again, I Will Meet You In Another Life, And If There Is A River, You Will Wait On The Shores For Me To Come To You, So That We Can Cross Together.

Isabelle: All The Boys Are Gay. In This Van, Anyway. Well, Except For You, Simon. Simon: Glad You Noticed. Magnus: I Prefer To Think Of Myself As A Freewheeling Bisexual. Alec: Please Never Say That In Front Of My Parents.

It Was A Bit Warm. Still. If One Could Look This Fabulous, One Had An Obligation To. One Should Wear Everything, Or One Should Wear Nothing At All.

Tessa Was Laying On Her Side, Her Brown Hair Spread Over The Pillow, Watching Will, Whose Face Was Bent Over The Pages, With A Look Of Tenderness In Her Eyes, A Tenderness Mirrored In The Softness Of Will's Voice As He Read.