It is easier to confront a threat as a mass, a group, not individuals who must be evaluated one by one.

Jace's eyes sparkled, but he said calmly, "Not at all. the Silent Brothers can help her retrieve her memories." "You hate the Silent Brothers," protested Isabelle. "I don't hate them," said Jace candidly."I'm afraid of them. It's not the same thing." "I thought you said they were libarians," said Clary. "They are librarians." Simon whistled. "Those must be some killer late fees.

We are chained to this life by a chain of gold, and we dare not sever it for fear of what lies beyond the drop.

You look lousy,"Simon said. Jace blinked."Seems an odd time to start an insult contest,but if you insist,I could probably think up something good

Clary felt suddenly annoyed. "When the self-congratulatory part of the evening is over, maybe we could get back to saving my best friend from being exsanguinated to death?" "Exsanguinated," said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word." "And you're a big-" "Tsk tsk," he interupted. "No swearing in church.

I used to think if I married Master Jem—” Sophie picked at the blanket, then looked up and smiled bleakly. “You haven’t broken his heart yet, have you?” “No,” Tessa said. Just torn my own in two. “I haven’t broken his heart at all.

You said I am a good man," he said. "But I am not that good a man. And I am--I am catastrophically in love with you.