All my life, since I came to the Institute, you were the mirror of my soul. I saw the good in me in you. In your eyes alone I found grace. When you are gone from me, who will see me like that?

Being remembered, and remembered so kindly, touched him more than he would have thought possible.

Jem touched the parabatai rune on his shoulder, through the thin material of his nightshirt. "I am not alone," he said. "Wherever we are, we are as one.

No," Jace agreed. "We don't fly. We break and enter.

What’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it?

I never cared,” he said. “I wanted you anyway. I always wanted you.

I believe in good and evil," said Jem. "And I believe the soul is eternal. But I don't believe in the fiery pit, the pitchforks, or endless torment. I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness." Tessa looked at will. "What about you? What do you believe? "Pulvis et umbra sumus," said Will, not looking at her as he spoke. "I believe we are dust and shadows. What else is there?