She Was Afraid You'd Freak Out? Start

This Was A Voice That Drew Out Memories Stretched Thin By Years Of Recollection, Like Paper Unfolded And Refolded Too Many Times. A Voice That Brought Back, Like A Wave, The Memory Of Another Time On This Bridge, A Night So Long Ago, Everything Black And Silver And The River Rushing Away Under Her Feet.

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.

Life Was An Uncertain Thing, And There Were Some Moments One Wished To Remember, To Imprint Upon One's Mind That The Memory Might Be Taken Out Later, Like A Flower Pressed Between The Pages Of A Book, And Admired And Recollected Anew. - Sophie And Gideon Lightwood

Beauty Fades, But Cooking Is Eternal.

Tessa Exhaled. She Hadn't Realized That She Had Been Holding Her Breath Until That Moment. Will Must Have Heard Her, For He Raised His Head And His Gaze Met Hers Across The Clearing. Something In It Made Her Look Away. Agony Stripped So Raw Was Not Meant For Her Eyes.