Something Snapped Inside Maryse. “he Is Not

She Closed Her Eyes And Jumped. For A Moment She Felt Herself Hang Suspended, Free Of Everything. Then Gravity Took Over, And She Plunged Toward The Floor. Instinctively She Pulled Her Arms And Legs In, Keeping Her Eyes Squeezed Shut. The Cord Pulled Taut And She Rebounded, Flying Back Up Before Falling Again. As Her Velocity Slowed, She Opened Her Eyes And Found Herself Dangling At The End Of The Cord, About Five Feet Above Jace. He Was Grinning. 'nice', He Said. 'as Graceful As A Falling Snowflake.

Oh, Good. You're Starting To Talk About Yourself In The Third Person. That's Not A Sign Of Impending Megalomania Or Anything.

I Think I Like ‘mundane’ Better Than ‘bloodsucker,’” Simon Muttered. “with Jace, You Don’t Really Get To Choose Your Insulting Nickname.” -simon And Clary, Pg.234-

Sometimes," Jem Said, "our Lives Can Change So Fast That The Change Outpaces Our Minds And Hearts. It's Those Times, I Think, When Our Lives Have Altered But We Still Long For The Time Before Everything Was Altered-- That Is When We Feel The Greatest Pain. I Can Tell You, Though, From Experience, You Grow Accustomed To It. You Learn To Live Your New Life, And You Can't Imagine, Or Even Really Remember, How Things Were Before.

Jordan Followed, Buttoning His Jeans And Muttering About How There Was Nothing Strange About Having A Pattern Of Dancing Penguins On Your Underwear.