With Jace, You Don't Really Get To

You're A Disaster For Us, Clary! You're A Mundane, You'll Always Be One, You'll Never Be A Shadowhunter! You Don't Know How To Think Like We Do, Think About What's Best For Everyone-- All You Think About Is Yourself! But There's A War Now, Or There Will Be, And I Don't Have Time Or The Inclination To Follow Around After You, Trying To Make Sure You Don't Get Us Killed! Go Home, Clary. Go Home!

Wo Wei Ni Xie De,” He Said, As He Raised The Violin To His Left Shoulder, Tucking It Under His Chin. He Had Told Her Many Violinists Used A Shoulder Rest, But He Did Not: There Was A Slight Mark On The Side Of His Throat, Like A Permanent Bruise, Where The Violin Rested. “you — Made Something For Me?” Tessa Asked. “i Wrote Something For You,” He Corrected, With A Smile, And Began To Play.

Interesting" He Said. "you Know, Simon Never Mentioned That His Roommate Was A Werewolf.

Jem Shook His Head. "you Bit De Quincey" He Said. "you Fool. He's A Vampire" "i Had No Choice" Said Will " He Was Choking Me" "i Know" Jem Said. " But Really Will, Again?

Life Is A Book And There Are A Thousand Pages I Have Not Yet Read.