If I might ask--," she began. Will sighed. "You know you'll ask whether I say it's all right or not.

Hope is not an illusion.

How rude. Many who have gazed upon me have compared the experience to gazing at the radiance of the sun." Jem still had his eyes closed. "If they mean it gives you a headache, they aren't wrong.

You called me and said you were home and wanted to go out for a pizza." "I did? What time is it?" "Time for pizza," [Catarina] replied.

Will pushed his hands through his damp hair. “Oh, yes,” he said bitterly. “Perhaps in some other life, beyond this one, when we have passed beyond the river, or turned upon the Wheel, or whatever kind words you want to use to describe leaving this world, I shall find my friend again, my parabatai. But I have lost you now—now, when I need you more than I ever did!

They kind of look like evil lawn gnomes

The destruction of all Shadowhunters' said Scott. 'I rather thought you knew that. It isn't a gardening club.