Regret Is Such A Pointless Emotion, Don't

If I Had Not Been A Shadowhunter, I Would Have Had A Future On The Stage. I Have No Doubt I Would Have Been Greeted With Acclaim.

By The Time Alec Came Back Into The Training Room, Jace Was Lying On The Floor, Envisioning Lines Of Dancing Girls In An Effort To Ignore The Pain In His Wrists. It Wasn’t Working. ~pg. 317~

He Looked At Her Levelly. There Was Something In His Eyes, A Sort Of Quizzical Admiration; She Wondered If It Was Simply Admiration Of Jessamine’s Looks. “no,” He Said. “no, Even Though You Are The Perfect Picture Of Jessamine, I Can See Tessa Through It Somehow As If, If I Were To Scrape Away A Layer Of Paint, There Would Be My Tessa Underneath.” “i Am Not Your Tessa Either.” The Light Sparkling In His Eyes Dimmed. “fair Enough,” He Said. “i Suppose You Are Not.

It's All Very Romantic," Gabriel Said, And Then Frowned. "or It Would Be, If My Brother Could Get A Word Out Without Sounding Like A Choking Frog. I Fear He Will Not Go Down In History As One Of The World's Greatest Wooers Of Women.

Magnus Didn't Really Want This Kind Of Thing This Early In The Morning - This Talk Of Aching Memories And Wanting To Forget. This Conversation Needed To End, Now.