You ate something yesterday.You sure?"asked Simon Jace shrugged."Well,I wouldnt swear on a stack of Bibles.I think it was yesterday,though.

You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?

In all the world, you are what I love the most.

I used to think if I married Master Jem—” Sophie picked at the blanket, then looked up and smiled bleakly. “You haven’t broken his heart yet, have you?” “No,” Tessa said. Just torn my own in two. “I haven’t broken his heart at all.

Will rolled up his sleeves. "We'll probably have to knock down the door--" "Or," said Jem, reaching out and giving the knob a twist, "not." The door swung open onto a rectangle of darkness. "Now, that's simply laziness," said Will.

I would rather insult you than lose you, he said, and before any of them could make a move to stop him, he cast both items into the fire.

One thing you'll learn as you get older, Simon, is that when people tell you something unpleasant about themselves, it's usually true.