He was staring straight ahead, still breathing hard. “I have something I want to give you.” “I gathered that.” At that he jerked his gaze back to hers and almost reluctantly grinned. “Not that.

A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.

We were once getting married. And I have loved you all this time- a century and a half. -Jem

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.

Demon slayers take the subway?

I decided it was well past time to take him home and place him in bosom of his family. If you had rather I put him in an orphanage, I fully understand.

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.