To Lose An Arm Or A Leg

She Opened Her Mouth To Answer, But He Was Already Kissing Her. She Had Kissed Him So Many Times—soft Gentle Kisses, Hard And Desperate Ones, Brief Brushes Of The Lips That Said Good-bye, And Kisses That Seemed To Go On For Hours—and This Was No Different. The Way The Memory Of Someone Who Had Once Lived In A House Might Linger Even After They Were Gone, Like A Sort Of Psychic Imprint, Her Body Remembered Jace. Remembered The Way He Tasted, The Slant Of His Mouth Over Hers, His Scars Under Her Fingers, The Shape Of His Body Under Her Hands.

Go In Peace, James Carstairs.

You Cannot Save Every Fallen Bird," Said Woosley, Leaning Back Against The Wall And Crossing His Arms. "even The Handsome Ones." "one Will Do," Said Magnus, And, As Will Was No Longer Within His Sight, He Let The Front Door Fall Shut.

We Spoke Of How To Say Good-bye,” Jem Said. “when Jonathan Bid Farewell To David, He Said, ‘go In Peace, For As Much As We Have Sworn, Both Of Us, Saying The Lord Be Between Me And Thee, Forever.’ They Did Not See Each Other Again, But They Did Not Forget. So It Will Be With Us. When I Am Brother Zachariah, When I No Longer See The World With My Human Eyes, I Will Still Be In Some Part The Jem You Knew, And I Will See You With The Eyes Of My Heart.

I Suppose We All Lie To Ourselves Sometimes.