When The Fey Were Worried, It Was

So I Lied To You Last Night. I Said That I Just Wanted One Night With You. But I Want Every Night With You.

There Was Something Peculiarly Gratifying About Shouting In A Blind Rage Until Your Words Ran Out.

Love Make Us A Liar. . Jace Wayland/herondale, City Of Ashes

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.

Clary," He Whispered. There Was A Thump, And She Realized He Had Fallen To His Kees By The Side Of Her Bed. She Didn't Move, But Her Body Tightened. His Voice Was A Whisper. "clary, It's Me. It's Me.