When I Think Of You, And You

Lord Raziel. Surely Yoy Would Not Have Allowed Such A Thing As A Ritual By Wich You Might Be Summoned To Exist If You Did Not Intend To Be Summoned. We Nephilim Are Your Children. We Need Your Guidance

It’s Fascinating. You Know All These Words, And They’re All English, But When You String Them Together Into Sentences, They Just Don’t Make Any Sense.

That Jem Makes Beautiful Things And I Destroy Them. That It Really Ought To Be Me Dying And Not Him. I Mean, What's The Point Of Living If You Can't Even Enjoy It? Yet Jem Enjoys All The Life He's Got. It's Not Fair.

Love Didn't Make You Weak, It Made You Stronger.

I May Be A Killer," Jace Said, "but I Know What I Am. Can You Say The Same?