I've always been told my presence brightened up any room. One might think that went doubly for dank underground cell." (Jace)

Jem spoke with enormous care; talking to Will about anything personal was like trying not to startle away a wild animal.

The horse grunted softly. He had huge teeth, Clary noticed uneasily; each one the size of a Pez dispenser. She imagined those teeth sinking into her leg and thought of all the girls she'd known in middle school who'd wanted ponies of their own. She wondered if they were insane.

The first one is always the hardest," he said. "The first?" "The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after.

Is that what you are doing? Enduring? Surely an engaged woman should be happier.” His light eyes raked her. “A heart divided against itself cannot stand, as they say. You love them both, and it tears you apart.

I fear I must agree," Magnus murmured. He pressed a hand over his heart and his new peacock-blue waistcoast. "I strive to find some respect in my heart for you, but alas! It seems an impossible quest.

There was no Jace Wayland more real than the one he saw in her eyes when she looked at him.