"Jem?" he said. "Is it you, James?" "Who else?" Jem's voice.

As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?

It was like the calm just as one engaged in battle, Will thought, when thought fled and inevitability took over.

If we're going to the Silent City, you might want to get dressed. I mean, I appreciate the bra-and-panties look, but I don't know if the Silent Brothers will. There are only a few of the left, and I don't want them to die of excitement.

As metal rang on metal, some inner part of Jem, some part that had been lost without his even knowing it was lost, felt the pleasure of fighting together with Will one last time.

I can't believe he didn't have the dignity and presence of mind just to get drunk and pass out in some gutter," said Jace. "I must say, I'm disappointed in the little fellow.

You're an idiot." "I've never claimed to be otherwise.