We Are One Now, Little Brother, You

It Is The Mundanes Who Look At Me And See Something They Do Not Understand—a Boy Who Is Not Quite White And Not Quite Foreign Either." "just As I Am Not Human, And Not Demon Either," Tessa Said Softly. His Eyes Softened. "you Are Human," He Said. "never Think You Are Not. I Have Seen You With Your Brother; I Know How You Care For Him. If You Can Feel Hope, Guilt, Sorrow, Love—then You Are Human.

Where Did You Get That?" Jace Looked Down And Saw That The Spider Demon's Poison Had Eaten A Hole In His Shirt, Leaving A Good Deal Of His Left Shoulder Bare. "the Shirt? At Macy's Winter Sale.

When Jace Opened The Greenhouse Door, The Scent Hit Clary, Soft As The Padded Blow Of A Cat's Paw.

You Can Keep It A Secret.... But Secrets Have Their Own Weight, And It Can Be A Very Heavy One.

There Are Some Kinds Of Wounds You Can Get, Internal Injuries. You Don't Know What's Wrong With You, But You're Bleeding To Death Slowly Inside.