I feel a sense of responsibility," said Jordan. "And where is this feeling located? In your pants, perhaps?

We may not be all that bright, Jace said, but at least we are alive.

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

Nearly unable to bear the thought of how much he needed her quiet strength, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the cold glass.

Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.

I want you to say dreadfully mad, funny things and make up songs and be--' The Will I fell in love with, she almost said. "And be Will," she finished instead. "Or I shall hit you with my umbrella." *** "You would make a very ugly woman." "I would not. I would be stunning." Tessa laughed. “There,” she said. “There is Will. Isn’t that better? Don’t you think so?” “I don’t know,” Will said, eyeing her. “I’m afraid to answer that. I’ve heard that when I speak, it makes American women wish to strike me with umbrellas.

Are you threatening to kidnap me?" "If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes.