Well, then, since you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.

Consider it a race to see who kills you first, Daylighter-Valentine, the other Downworlders, or the Clave.

I shall see you on Blackfriars Bridge, Tessa.

There was no way possible [the queen] could have done all of the things the pamphleteers claimed. The crimes were too gross, too immoral and far too physically challenging. Magnus himself had never attempted half of them.

You have to give everyone ugly motives for everything they do, because ugly motives are all you understand.

I love you. And I don't want to lose you.

I have a plan.” He groaned. “I was afraid of that.” “My plans are not terrible.” “Isabelle’s plans are terrible.” He pointed a finger at her. “Your plans are suicidal. At best.” She sat back, her arms crossed over her chest. “Do you want to hear it or not? You have to keep it a secret.” “I would pluck out my own eyes with a fork before I would give away your secrets,” Simon said, then looked anxious. “Wait a second. Do you think that’s likely to be required?