Waiting For A Special Occasion To Kill

Will's Father's Gaze Went Immediately To Gabriel, And Then To Cecily, His Eyes Narrowing. "and Who Is This Gentlemen?" Will's Grin Widened. "oh Him," He Said. "this Is Cecliy's Friend, Mr. Gabriel Lightworm." Gabriel, Half In The Act Of Stretching His Hand To Greet Mr. Herondale, Froze In Horror. "lightwood," He Sputtered. "gabriel Lightwood.

Well, Then, Since You Say There Will Be Another Life For Me, Let Us Both Pray I Do Not Make As Colossal A Mess Of It As I Have This One.

She Could Ask For Anything, She Thought Dizzily, Anything--an End To Pain Or World Hunger Or Disease, Or For Peace On Earth. But Then Again, Perhaps These Things Weren't In The Power Of Angels To Grant, Or They Would Already Have Been Granted. And Perhaps People Were Supposed To Find These Things For Themselves.

He Has Become A Worm. That Is What I Am Telling You." "i Don't Suppose It Would Be Possible," Said Henry Into The Silence, "to, Er, Step On Him?

Oh, I Can Never Get Enough. Which, Incidentally, Is What Your Sister Said When--