That The Wall Is Coming Down.

The Most Remarkable Thing About Him Were His Eyes. They Were Laughing Eyes, At Once Both Joyous And Tender: They Were The Radiant Pale Blue Of A Sky Slipping Toward Evening In Heaven, When Angels Who Had Been Sweet All Day Found Themselves Tempted To Sin.

Your Life Is Yours To Live As You Choose.

There Is That. I Might Have Better Luck Telling Him I’m In Love With Him. Jace Thinks Everyone’s In Love With Him Anyway.” “but I,” Said Clary, “actually Am.

When Somebody Tells You There's Something Wrong With Your Book They're Almost Always Right, When They Tell You How To Fix It They're Almost Always Wrong.

Your Trusting Idiocy Knows No Bounds